The eight century
Irish hymn says,
Riches I heed not, nor man’s empty
praise.
Thou mine in inheritance, now and always.
Thou and Thou only, first in my heart,
High King of Heaven, My Treasure Thou
art.[1]
This song has
gotten under my skin in the most positive of ways recently, as I have seen God
work His works in my life and in the church.
Standing firm in
Christ against the assault of cancer has drawn me close to the Father’s heart
and there I have seen in fresh new ways that there is no better way to live in
this world than to live here in the life of Jesus.
As to the
church, when it seemed that the story was over and that there would be no
future, God’s Amazing Grace swallowed us up in the possibilities of God, and
now we aren’t thinking about closing but about thriving into a new future. The God who raised Jesus from the dead
has spoken His life transforming Word.
I stand amazed
again today watching God work and calling us into His work. My prayer is borrowed, but it is mine,
Be Thou my Wisdom, and Thou my true
Word;
I ever with Thee and Thou with me,
Lord;
Thou my great Father, I Thy true son;
Thou in me dwelling, and I with Thee
one.[2]
Another prayer
is borrow, too. “Your
kingdom come. Your will be done,
on earth as it is in heaven”
(Matt. 6:10).
The wind is
blowing.
[1] Verse 4, “Be Thou My Vision,” Irish hymn from 8th century; translated
from ancient Irish into English by Mary E. Byrne, 1905