While waiting in a doctor’s office this morning, I was subjected to Irish fiddle tunes and other scenes of St. Patrick’s Day celebration. The tunes are lively, fun, and unending. After a while, it’s a little too much for my musical taste, but I find it fun to think that many ethnic groups celebrate in their distinctive ways. It is, after all, a way to show one’s heritage.
That got me to thinking about how the people of the Bible have one thing in common, in whatever country or age or timing of each generation. It is the topic of My Psalm 314: Promise. God promised His covenant with His people, whether in Israel, Ireland, or today in Ukraine. He promised to be our God, and that all else is merely temporary. His love is eternal. His care for us, whatever our circumstances of stress, war, illness, or joy. He will be our God and we will be His people. That’s the message of St. Patrick, and the disciples, and Moses, and Abraham, and our church leaders today. We merely need to listen, follow, and rejoice that our God is eternal, and that we can enjoy His Presence because of the Promise of a Savior and His resurrection.
MY PSALM 314 PROMISE
Almighty God, Creator of the Universe,
Yet My Heavenly Father,
I praise Your Holy and Mighty Name
In thanksgiving for Your promises.
I thank You that You covenanted to be my God
And to provide for my salvation in Your Son, Jesus.
I thank You that You desire a relationship with me,
Even this sinful child
And that You promise to be My Heavenly Father
Both here and in eternity.
I praise You, Lord.
I thank You for providing seedtime and harvest,
Day and night, seasons and cycles of Your Providence.
I thank You for providing sunshine and rain,
And guidance about how to live my life to Your honor.
I thank You for loving relationships,
For knowing good and bad. and having free will to choose.
I thank You for the beauty of Your creation,
For sparkling water and tall mountains,
For trees and flowers in colors of beauty,
For animals and fish and birds of the air,
And all things that remind us of Your Power and creativity.
I thank You for hope, that You promise us all good things.
I thank You for Your grace and mercy. Amen.
A career teacher, with forty years of teaching language arts/English, Betty Jackson enjoys wordsmithing, writing, and reading as a vocation and avocation.Retirement is her "age of frosting," a chance to pursue postponed hobbies with gusto. She especially sends kudos to the Space Coast Writers Guild members for their encouragement and advice. Her five books, It's a God Thing!, Job Loss: What's Next? A Step by Step Action Plan, and Bless You Bouquets: A Memoir, And God Chose Joseph: A Christmas Story, and Rocking Chair Porch: Summers at Grandma's are available at Amazon.com. Ms. Jackson is available to speak to local groups and to offer her books at discount for fundraising purposes at her discretion. She and her husband soon celebrate their 47th anniversary, and have lived in New York, New Jersey, Iowa, and now the paradise of Palm Bay, Florida. Their two grown children and daughter-in-love, all orchestra musicians, and our beautiful granddaughters Kaley and Emily live nearby. Hobbies, and probably future topics on her blog: gardening, symphonic music (especially supporting the Space Coast Symphony Orchestra as a volunteer and proud parent of a violinist, a cellist, and an oboist), singing, book clubs, and co-teaching a weekly small-group Bible study for seniors. She volunteers and substitute teaches at Covenant Christian School, and serves as a board member of the Best Yet Set senior group at church. Foundationally, she daily enjoys God's divine appointments called Godincidences, which show God's providence and loving kindness.