Ascribe to the Lord the glory of his name; worship the lord in holy
splendor … The voice of the Lord is powerful; the voice of the Lord is full
of majesty… . The voice of the Lord causes the oaks to whirl, and strips
the forest bare; and in his temple, all say “Glory!”
I once attended a nearby mega-church and heard a glorious
sound when all sang, all shouted with joy, and all praised the Lord. My own
little church with its stained glass windows, elderly congregation, and settled
ways could not raise such a marvelous sound. It does, however, raise a
multitude of silent, shared, and heart-felt prayers. I doubt that God has a preference,
but I prefer the quiet, obedient, and constant liturgy of ancient worship, the
emotional connection with past worshippers, and the contentment of well-tested
We visited, on the island of Crete, an ancient Minoan site
of worship, with many-thousand-year-old tiled floor, and the statue of a horned
deity at one end of the open-air enclosure. I could imagine the procession, the
dancers and musicians, and feel their awe. They lived long before Jesus, but
they knew we are not alone upon this earth to solve our own problems, and they
worshiped as best they knew.
The Lord sits enthroned above the flood; the Lord sits enthroned
forever. May the Lord give strength to his people! May the Lord bless his
people with peace.
That so-illusive concept—peace. We yearn for some in our
lives, yet continue to watch and read about violent attacks by humans on each
other everywhere on our earth. “The earth is the Lords, and all that is in it.”
Do we try to help people involved in wars? Do we enter in? Do we stand by and
watch, doing nothing? What position is in our best interests? Does that matter at all? Note that David
thinks peace is sent by God, not obtained by human effort. Are we swatting away
flies as a huge bomber approaches us, its intended target?
We happily sought aid from France and Holland in our 1776
war with Great Britain. What if another country had helped England?
Fortunately, that did not happen to any large extent. Other European countries
were eager to combat English power on their own. Are we humans condemned to keep playing the game of King of the Hill to the end of time?
What do we do to obtain the blessing of peace from our Lord?
Nothing we have done so far seems to be working. What about the damaged 300,000-year-old
bodies recently found in Sima de los Huesos (the pit of bones), northern Spain?
They did not die in peace.
Evelyn Wolph Kruger, author: Revolutionary Rose, Redeeming Grace, Stalking Sadie, Murder Beach, Old Line Publishing, LLC. See also, poetrybyevelyn.com