Let’s face it; we’ve all been thrown for a toss. Our jobs, routines, studies, sleep patterns, livelihoods, right down to the way we interact with people. Our relationships have probably been through the wringer throughout this season, the season we call THE LOCKDOWN.
The psalmist is talking about the nations that had been made subject to Israel and were now scheming to free themselves from Israel’s rule. He warns them that their rebellion was not simply against Israel but against God, as God was the ultimate ruler of Israel.
“Do you feel valued by your organisation?” That’s what a friend asked me as I was leaving my job. My immediate answer was God seemed to be calling me towards something specific, and I had no complaints with my organisation. But the word “value” kept churning within me.
The pews are empty today. Dust covers the altar. Cobwebs drape the stained glass. Silence shrouds the parish grounds. There’s no ringing of the bell. No calls to worship. No ushers waiting at the door. No band doing warmups backstage. No smell of coffee wafting through the foyer.
I’m someone who enjoys the total lack of noise and crowds so the lockdown brought that kind of peace to my mind which I enjoyed (and still do) quite a bit. On top of that, the assurance that the environment wasn’t getting as polluted and perhaps the road accident numbers would reduce brought additional comfort.
My friend’s text surprised me. Laura and I had spent about two hours that afternoon volunteering at a local food bank in the Bay Area. I had seen a camera crew at the venue but did not give it much thought. Immediately, I grabbed my laptop and searched the website of the local news.