I love the Psalms, and they are a source of inspiration, teaching, and they are an excellent worship resource. The Psalms are the Word of God. Some Psalms have taught me about God, I have listened to God’s voice through them. My Granny introduced me to Psalm 121, especially verse one.
“I lift up my eyes to the hills. From where does my help come? My help comes from the LORD, who made heaven and earth.” (Psalm 121:1–2 ESV)
Today I went for a walk, and I decided to climb up Slieve Croob, which is very close to our house. It was very hot, but I was prepared with lots of water, a snack, and some oranges. My pace was very slow, and I wanted to save energy to enjoy the view from the top. When I got to the top, I shouted, “I made it”. I was on my own, so I was not embarrassed, not that I get embarrassed that easily!!
I struggled with the pace, the heat, the pain on my back and the constant thoughts of giving up and turning back home, yet I was determined to get to the top, and it was so worth it.
At the top, I rested, but also, I began to get lost in the beauty and the wonder of God’s creation. Somehow, I felt connected to my fantastic view, and I realised that the one who created this beautiful scenery also made me with beauty. That thought was overwhelming. It was not a case that I felt one with mother earth, but I felt very much connected to God, who is the greatest artist who painted this amazing work of art for me to enjoy!
II always understood that these verses in Ps 21 were about God’s protection, the One who is looking after his people, and that is correct. Yet today, I felt that I was invited to worship on the top of the hill. His protection is an invitation to worship.
Yes, today, as I walked up to the top and I made it. I wanted to thank him and to praise him. But, at one point, as I climbed up, every step that I took became painful and a struggle, and so, I believe, is the journey of true worship.