Psalm 22
a song about God calling
Did you ask me something,
Lord—and did I not hear?
How do I know it’s you
Speaking (when no one
Else is in the room) and
Not the voice of another
Or simply my invention?—I
Hope I apprehend when
You might speak, especially
When you have something
To tell me to do
You would not ask of me
Destructive or demented
Activity. Then, Lord, and
Anytime, let me do
What you request, even
When I might (guaranteed)
Hear imperfectly from you.
(drafted before an officer was shot
many times in Philadelphia, the
shooter claiming the cause was Islam)
Muslim Tribulation
We live to follow God,
to know the will of God
and continuously prepare
our lives so that we might
follow that sacred purpose
and intent.
There are religious
destroyers everywhere
in every tradition. But those of
us in unreasoned extremes—
these are sadly, specially alight
in the world just now.
We want peace. We believe
most do.
We want to be neighbors and
to welcome those into our
homes. But our hospitality is
challenged now of its
authenticity.
Do you want to be defined by
The remnant cause of woe?
Certainly, you don’t.
And neither do we.
We want our lives of faith
to delight our friends and
all those near us. Please
remember this.
We want to think
and believe
the best as well.
Psalm 2
Lord, find me a church
One that welcomes me and
No one like me
One that cherishes who I
Am and who I’m not, who
You are and who you’re not
Our ages, occupations, the
Absence of occupation, our
Injured lives, triumphant lives
Our sorrows and our joys
Yes, our genders, too
And all the tones of skin
The differences and sameness
God made us, after all
And first of all
And is making us, still
A place where can give our
Millions and our mites
Our giving is small, but your sight
And your other senses
Make it pleasing, I think
Help me with a church despite
Myself and what’s happened there
The house of God is where your
People live, and I
Should live there, too
C L Couch
Psalms are songs. Psalms require us. And typically they require God.
So psalms are our songs to God. We read or sing them singly or in the community.
We sing psalms and let them move us how they will. How God might be moved we’ll never know while on this side of things. Yet still we sing. We should.
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