So the power went out in our house last night.
It sucked. My initial thought driving to work today was how used I am to routine, and how so easily, I believe it’s my entitlement that everything works.
Pity the fool who gets in the way of my delicious morning cup of instant coffee and two pieces of toast and Vegemite on the same floral
square plate at 7:28am in the morning while Kochie and Mel are waxing lyrical about Oprah. “TV, you know I watch Channel 7 in the mornings, what gives you the right to start up on Channel 9?”
It’s human nature to be ungrateful, and I am challenged by that. Even after my bowl of cereal with slightly warm milk, I liked Psalm 30 because the recurring theme for me was that the constant affirmation of God’s sovereignty whether verbal or by some other action is such a great way of cultivating an attitude of gratefulness in our lives, together as a community, or individually.
David makes the decision to exalt the Lord in verse 1, he encourages the worshippers in the temple for whom this Psalm was written, “to sing his praise.” This continues, through bad times, and good times, and I love that there is a constant dialogue between David and God; he has not spared his prayers and petitions for either good or bad times, but it is consistent, regardless of the challenge he is in.
My favourite is verse 12, when the Psalmist says “that my heart may sing your praise and will not be silent.” I love the response to his
wailing being turned to dancing, his sorrow being turned to joy.
It’s been a massive year; and thoughts naturally turn reflective. My heart is for us to continually be conscious of his hand upon our
lives, good or bad times, and to respond to that gratefulness.
In looking backward where he has led us through, we can be confident that he knows the way forward.
– Vinny Tan