I look to you, heaven-dwelling God, look up to you for help. Psalm 123:1 (MSG)
What is a road trip without tunes? As a kid, I can remember trying to get a decent station on the Delco AM radio in the car, and then the luxury of having Simon and Garfunkel on the 8-Track! Then there were the sing-alongs. "One-Hundred Bottles of Beer on the Wall" seemed to pass a lot of time (and drive the adults crazy) and road trips with Grandma V would always include choruses of "Jimmy Crack Corn."
The liner notes for this short song calls it a "song of ascents" or "a pilgrim's song." It was written as a tune for the road. As it happens, Wendy and I have a little early morning road trip this morning (and I have my iPod ready to roll) and this opening lyric happens to coincide with the prayer of our hearts as we go.
I love synchronicity.
Creative Commons graphic courtesy of Flickr and Amanda Woodward
Like servants, alert to their master’s commands,
This is an interesting word picture. I am shamefully aware this morning that I don’t listen to God as a master. Lately, we have been getting on our kids for not listening, specifically, when we call their name to address them…stop….look at the person and listen. Do I do that for God? I am reminded this morning that I am no better than my kids.