Thought for the week 23.05.19

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Psalm 147:1 says: ‘Praise the Lord! How good it is to sing praises to our God; for he is gracious, and a song of praise is fitting.’

Today, as I write this, it is one of those glorious warm, sunny days in Argyll.

My office window looks out over a garden where a doe has been nursing a newborn fawn each morning. Not many months previously, I had the pleasure of watching her yearlings frolic as they chased each other and playfully butted heads.

Other times I look out my window and see a blackbird tossing the dead brown leaves into the air in search of a meal.

The 10-year-old me, walking home from the asphalt playground with a fine sheen of asphalt dust stuck to my sweaty face and a cough from the smog of Los Angeles, would have trouble believing the magic that is a part of my everyday life in rural Scotland.

And so, yes, praise the Lord!

I know the danger of losing this to climate change. I know the brokenness of our political systems and the damage to people our power imbalances and discriminatory practices cause.

I know of the brokenness of individual lives from unresolved grief, from cynicism, anger, the emptiness of loneliness and the hopelessness of abject poverty.

And I, with the prophets and poets, would cry out and work for change and relief.

I know within myself the sin that both angers God and breaks God’s heart and for which Jesus died.

But today … today I feel the need to
 praise the Lord;
 to say that God is good;
 to say that God’s works are beautiful;
 to revel in being alive;
 to soak in the wonder of it all.

As the writer of Ecclesiastes says: ‘For everything, there is a season.’ And so today – praise the Lord!

Rev Tom Telfer,

Kilchrenan and Dalavich linked with Muckairn.