Tuesday, August 15, 2006

Where the Holy Spirit chooses to dwell

I went to my church’s monthly prayer night tonight. Can I say, that the verse, “When two or three of you gather, there I am” resounds ever more so in gatherings such as this. To focus your mind with a few dozen people for one purpose in a common goal is awe-inspiring, just like that of ACTs chapters 1 & 2.

I might also add that it is the company that makes “community gatherings” such as this that much more heart-felt… funny I should think that – because in our individualistic society, we’ve been conditioned to think otherwise - but our God is a triune God, relating within the Godhead and towards his Spirit-breathed creatures.
I prayed that tonight’s prayer meeting would be encouraging to my soul – no specifics - but God answered that prayer - specifically - making a friend turn up unexpectedly and orchestrating groups that we could pray together.

I saw it in the first-person and experienced our Majestic King's promise first-hand, "ask and you shall recieve."

...But a few hours later, and I’m feeling so anti-climactic... I have been left wanting more. What do I do? Where do I go?

...Sing a song:

“...by the rivers there we sat, in Babylon we sat and we wept... and upon the Willow trees hung our harps. When we remembered Zion…”
only because Rod Gear is a remarkable composer and the first few lines of this Psalm reminds me of the promised Eternal Joy that is not yet here.

by the rivers there I sat and wept...

...But I remember Zion

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Just read your blog. It inspired a few thoughts.... :)

"By the rivers of Babylon– there we sat down and there we wept when we remembered Zion. On the willows there we hung up our harps. For there our captors asked us for songs, and our tormentors asked for mirth, saying, "Sing us one of the songs of Zion!" How could we sing the Lord's song in a foreign land? If I forget you, O Jerusalem, let my right hand wither! Let my tongue cling to the roof of my mouth, if I do not remember you, if I do not set Jerusalem above my highest joy. "

This is so sad...they hung up their harps on the willow trees (weeping willow...) because they didn't see any reason to sing anymore, and they were then tormented by the Babylonians for it.
-How important is it therefore that as Christians we continue to meet together to remind each other of our reason to sing and to encourage perseverance in the face of a taunting world.

The psalmist asks, "How could we sing the Lord's song in a foreign land?"
-This is exactly what God wants us to do! We are aliens and strangers in the world, and we are here to sing praises to God, and we will remember our Almighty Creator, loving Father, Redeemer and Lord.

God will use the song we sing in our lives to make Babylon more like Zion. :)