Just back from church prayer meeting. It happens on the first Wednesday of every month and is a real favourite of mine. There’s usually about 15 of us there, meeting to pray for our church, and each other, and for partners in the gospel across the country and the world; and we always begin the meeting by reading the Bible, and being reminded of who it is we’re praying to.
Tonight we looked at Psalm 29:
A psalm of David.
Ascribe to the Lord, you heavenly beings,
ascribe to the Lord glory and strength.
Ascribe to the Lord the glory due his name;
worship the Lord in the splendor of his holiness.
The voice of the Lord is over the waters;
the God of glory thunders,
the Lord thunders over the mighty waters.
The voice of the Lord is powerful;
the voice of the Lord is majestic.
The voice of the Lord breaks the cedars;
the Lord breaks in pieces the cedars of Lebanon.
He makes Lebanon leap like a calf,
Sirion like a young wild ox.
The voice of the Lord strikes
with flashes of lightning.
The voice of the Lord shakes the desert;
the Lord shakes the Desert of Kadesh.
The voice of the Lord twists the oaks
and strips the forests bare.
And in his temple all cry, “Glory!”
The Lord sits enthroned over the flood;
the Lord is enthroned as King forever.
The Lord gives strength to his people;
the Lord blesses his people with peace.
How amazing is it that that God, the one who’s voice thunders over the waters, the one whose voice shakes the desert and strips the forests bare, the one who sits enthroned as King forever, is the very same one who has made us his beloved, the one who allures us and speaks tenderly to us, the one who is our Great and Merciful High Priest?
Blows my mind.
In summary: Wednesday.