Monday, November 21, 2011

Rumours of glory

Photo by David Wagner

Above the dark town
After the sun's gone down
Two vapour trails cross the sky
Catching the day's last slow goodbye
Black skyline looks rich as velvet
Something is shining
Like gold but better
Rumours of glory

-- Bruce Cockburn                         

Have you heard them? Rumours of glory? They're all around us, if only we'd listen. There's a rumour of glory in the cooing of a baby. Have you seen them? Rumours of glory? They're all around us, if only we'd look. There's a rumour of glory in the blaze of yellow on a maple tree in early October. A rumour of glory in the song of the lark.

I forgot to look. I forgot to listen.

Yesterday, my pastor, Bob Hartman, reminded me of the rumours. He reminded me of the glory that is ... and is to come. The wonder of creation. The promise of a new heaven and new earth. I long for both. Sometimes, in the midst of all that's bad and ugly in the world, I neglect to see the glimpses of both the wonder and the promise. How about you?

Perhaps the stories of child molestations and unrest in the Middle East and financial ruin have robbed you of the simple joys of living on this fabulous earth. Perhaps you need to take a Sabbath rest, if only for a few moments, and listen for the rumours ... rumours of glory. They're floating on the breeze. Just listen. They're shining out from a child's wondering eyes. Just look. Rumours. Rumours of glory.

I will lift up my eyes to the mountains;
From when shall my help come?
My help comes from the Lord,
Who made heaven and earth.
He will not allow your foot to slip;
He who keeps you will not slumber.
Behold, He who keeps Israel
Will neither slumber nor sleep.

The Lord is your keeper;
The Lord is your shade on your right hand.
The sun will not smite you by day,
Nor the moon by night.
The Lord will protect you from all evil;
He will keep your soul.
The Lord will guard your going out and your coming in
From this time forth and forever.

-- PSALM 121 (NASB)                              

Sit. Listen. Open your eyes. Wait for Him to show you the wonder.

Sharing my Sabbath experience with you and wishing you a blessed week,


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