Psalm 99- How big is your God?

The god we sometimes think about is a small god. A god who can’t do much and who is generally confined to our imagination. The God of this Psalm is entirely the opposite of that. This Psalm calls us to stop and let God out of the box. To stop and wonder.

The LORD reigns.
He sits enthroned.
He is exalted over all.
He is holy.

Words that are unfamiliar rush out at us: reigns, enthroned, exalted, holy. Words that seem dusty and belonging more to royalty than to any direct experience we have.  That might be the point. We are faced with the unfamiliar. Before we come to know the personal intimate touch of our God we are called to sense his unfamiliarity.  To know that he is altogether not like us.

He reigns. He is enthroned. He is exalted. He is holy.

Majestic words. Like the crowning glory of sunshine streaming through clouds over stormy seas. Like the highest mountain bursting out of clouds. Like the roaring blaze of a forest fire. These are things we can only stand in awe of. Things that are bigger than us. Much much bigger than us. These are words that call us to see that there is more to this God than meets our eye. He is not to be contained.

The response to his majesty, to his reign is awe. Trembling. Shaking. And praise.

Exalt him. Worship him. Know he is holy. Stop and look. This is a God who stops us in our tracks, who blows away the self absorbed world we inhabit. This is a God who steps in with his otherness, his holiness, his reign. We must stop and gaze. He is great, exalted and magnificent. We are small, on our knees and trembling at his footstool.

Stop. Roll the words around on your tongue. Walk away from the computer screen and sit. Feel the weight of another, not like you, in charge. Feel the smallness. Feel the majesty of God.

This is the God who is over the nations, who is great and awesome, who established justice in this world. He is still over the nations today. The call is still to praise his name today.

There is more. This God who is so majestic, so other, so awesome can be spoken to, is involved in our lives.

This is the God who came close to us. The Psalmist reminds us that this is the God who spoke to Moses, Aaron and Samuel, who answered their calls. This is the God who is a forgiving God, who doesn’t give up on his people. We are not left in terror, we are take from our trembling to see more and more of the wonder of God stepping into our lives. Caring about you and me, forgiving our sins, washing us clean.

The response is not carelessness, is not to take this for granted, is not to walk away. The response is clear. More awe, more worship, more praise of him.

Exalt the Lord our God. Worship him. For he is holy. Praise him, thank him, honour him, fall on your knees before him because he is God.

To ponder:

Is the god you worship the God who makes the nations tremble?

Is your god too safe? Are you willing to be small before the majesty of our God?

What does it really look like to exalt God?

Actions: Go and find somewhere bigger than you. A massive building, a seashore, a huge mass of people. Sit and ponder the God who is infinitely larger and more wonderful.

See the full set of pictures and reflect on Jason’s cartoon .

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Songs along the way

The Psalms are our songbook on the way home. They are probably the most familiar section in our Bible, known for providing help in times of trouble and are generally seen as a comforting place to go.  The trouble is, only some of the Psalms provide such comfort. Yes, they contain amazing promises of God’s help in times of trouble but look a bit closer and they contain some hard songs to sing. Songs that challenge our view of the world.

I found that out whilst thinking about what to write for this website. To be honest, I wanted a ‘thought for the day’ style reflection on the Psalms, a kind of spiritual cup of tea on a cold wet day. A warm duvet moment. The Psalms certainly do provide elements of that comfort but they also shake us up a bit. They are about God, and how to live in his world when everyone else around you seems to think you are crazy, wants to kill you or scoff at you.  Not much has changed. Here in England we live in a world where many people think you are slightly unhinged if you believe in such a God, a God who is God of everyone and who is everywhere. The Psalms help us wrestle with this reality and call us believe in the face of such circumstances.

I’m going to randomly pick Psalms to look at here. I’m going to start from Psalm 99 and look at 10 in a row from there. I’d love to just pick the ‘nice’ ones. I’d love to ignore the bits about wiping the godless from the face of the earth, but I can’t. They are in our songbook and they are relevant to the journey home.

The depth and breadth of human life and experience that the Psalms display is massive. Here there are songs of hope, joy, pain despair and all the rest of the emotions we go through as people who live in this world trying to work out what God is up to and what He is like.

Hopefully these reflections will cause us to stop and think. To help us look around and cling to hope and reality. To learn from people who have walked this way before us and be encouraged by their struggles, cries, groans, joys and delights.  To be encouraged to meet with the God the Psalms display at every turn and be helped to cry out to Him.

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Fellow pilgrims.

One of the best things about this journey we are on is that we don’t have to walk it alone. We are accompanied by many people, both alive and dead, who have walked these roads before. The greatest is obviously everyone’s favourite Sunday School answer, Jesus.  We travel in His footsteps, learning from Him, challenged by him on the journey home.  We also walk with people who have spent longer than us figuring out what this life is about. People who have been drawn away from self conscious, self obsessed travelling and into the life of faith, hope and love. I want to learn from these fellow pilgrims.

It’s always helpful to listen to these voices from the past, from the voices of those further up the road to us, to sit at the feet of those wiser than us and hear stories of the road ahead. To see how they managed to conquer dragons and navigate treacherous roads, what pastures are good to lie down in and where the best sunsets are watched from.

We also want to hear from each other, I want to hear from others on the journey, to hear thoughts and reflections from those around me on the path.

That’s a flavour of what can be found here.

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Where are we going?

It’s always helpful to keep the destination in mind on a journey. When walking up a mountain I need to know that there is a summit I am climbing to. When on a long bike ride or run I need to know what home is like so I am motivated by the hot shower and cup of tea awaiting me.  When travelling to some exciting land far away I want to know what it will be like.  If I have no clue what the destination is like I will give up and be distracted by other things. Especially if the journey is a long one. When we were planning our wedding the thing that kept us going through the endless to do lists and plans was the thought of being married at the end of it. We looked forward to the joy bumbling through life together and that kept us living in the present, working towards that time. You see where I’m going here?

We are going somewhere. Our lives are headed to an eternal destiny. There is a destination on this journey.  The problem is, we’re not really sure what it might be like, we’re not sure if we even want to go there and we’re really unsure about the  whole eternity thing. My finite brain simply won’t allow myself to conceive of something going on forever that won’t get boring.  But that is because my brain is finite, small and needs some imagination poured into it.

This stream is here to help us ponder where we are going, what it will be like, how others have imagined it and how we can fix in our minds and hearts on the hope we have. We don’t have pie in the sky hope, we have a real hope that, when our hearts are saturated in it, can make a real difference to how we live in this corner of the world today.

Many people have written about the life to come, many songs, poems and stories have been put down onto paper to lift our eyes to what awaits.  We’ll be sharing some of those here, looking at what God says about the world to come and trying to bend our little brains around a concept as big as eternity.

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Some things should be left at the fire…

The time has come to put a few things on the fire. For a while now I’ve been holding on too tightly to the dream of fulltimepaidchristianministry. I’ve been missing a past life, been frustrated at being out of the circle and generally missing what is in front of my eyes.  For too long now I’ve moaned and complained at God for not enabling me to use my gifts etc. The Israelites have had nothing on some moments I’ve had with God in the last couple of years.

I think it’s time to stop now. That time is over. There is a new life here to be lived. I’m not saying I won’t try and dig up the grave of ‘what I miss about full time ministry’, but I want to embrace the life I’ve been given here in Brighton.

Despite all the moaning and complaining God has shown Himself to once more be steadfast in love and faithfulness, no surprises there then… I have been given the opportunity to work part time. To live in a world where I have 2 days a week to do what I really love and enjoy, to write, to hang out with people, to talk about God and encourage others and myself to remember that there is a God and that He really is involved with our lives.  I am humbled by such grace in the face of such despair and unbelief from me.

Whilst thinking about this recently I discovered the real fear below the complaining and moaning.  It came as I read blogs and tweets about people in my old job encountering God on the conference they go on each year. It was a fear that I was missing out. I was scared that without all the input, the big speakers, the small speakers, the times of worship, the teaching, the praying, the chatting that my old life brought along that I’d miss out on something God could be saying.  I am still scared of missing out on that new idea that will make it manageable to be a Christian in this world.

Crazy eh. I’m forgetting the real point, that there isn’t a magical key that will somehow transform me into an amazing woman of God, there isn’t a magic button to press to make me and this world perfect.

There is, as ever a cup, a cross and an open empty tomb. There is, as ever, a God who calls me to know that I am a dearly loved child and who calls me to live a life of love just as I have been loved. There is a very real splendor in the ordinary. In the everyday walking around life, in the going to work, in the washing dishes, in the relating to friends and family, in loving the people in front of me. There is a Bible in front of me which I can read and a God I can talk to. There is One who stands against my accuser and One who calls me to keep walking with Him on the journey home.

That has always been enough and it is enough for me. I will always be tempted by the latest idea, the new shiny thing, the different perspective on an old truth, the programme that will transform my soul, but I am called to know the enough of Jesus right here today in Brighton. I am called to trust in the God who works in our lives Today, who is more than capable of giving me what I need to walk home.

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