of Love

The Pick-Up Truck, the Station Wagon, and the Luxury Sedan

Thinking about “whatsoever things are . . . noble . . . lovely, good” can be redemptive. And thinking about the pick-up truck, station wagon, and luxury sedan qualifies.

We all sometimes lose our way. And at those times, think about the pick-up truck, the station wagon, and the luxury sedan — view at http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aJhDqpDWo-Y.

My hope for each of you is that you might find shelter in the refuge of something noble, lovely, or good.


Wedding Meditation – The Train that Filled the Temple

                                         “ . . . I saw the LORD

                                                        seated on a throne, high and exalted,

                        and the train of His robe filled the temple.”

                                      — Isaiah 6: 1

The summer wedding season is fading away. And we can be reminded of the bride of Christ. Revelation 19:7-10 describes the marriage scene in which the Bridegroom unites with His bride, the church. At the marriage of the Lamb, she becomes complete, and by His side forever. Then the completion of this union will be the source of unending joy.

Perhaps the train that filled the temple is not a cloth garment at all. Maybe the train is a composition of all of the saints who love Him, and established a throne for Him in their hearts – the faithful who would praise His kingdom, and power, and glory, forever and ever.

Psalm 42 begins with a quiet meditation. Anticipation over the bride’s appearance builds as the number of organ stops pulled increases until the end’s most glorious processional, here performed by master organist John Propitius: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8XHA-BvC_TI.

You will hear the processional theme previewed with his left hand at 2:07 and 2:46 – the bride will be coming.

Then you will hear the processional theme repeated, switching to his right hand, at 4:36 and 5:06, – the bride is coming.

The processional theme is then announced by his feet, on the organ’s peddles, at 7:45 and 8:23 – surely the bride comes.

The processional theme then goes to a trinity of voices – his right hand, left hand, and feet – at 9:58. The bride appears and the heavens open. The bride’s procession is unhurried. Both bride and groom have long waited for this moment, and its unfolding will be measured to prolong its singular moment in time. The bride at last unites with her waiting groom, and he gathers her up to himself. Can you imagine a groom watching his bride coming down an isle with a deliberate gait at 9:58 !

The glorious final chord will be hit three times . . .

The Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit.

The Kingdom, the Power, and the Glory.

Forever, and ever.



Her Worship

She summons her poise to enter the congregation, alone.

She needs no escort, for she is more than complete in the One who watches over her.

She greets everyone — friend and stranger — with a warm smile.

Her worship is abandoned.  She bears the marks of a difficult life.  But now, in worship, she has been transformed.

A praise machine, she reflects the Eternal Light.

The radiance she reflects is dazzling.

She owns and operates her own sunshine factory.


He Loves Me

I climbed up the door,
      and I shut the stairs.
I said my shoes,
      and took off my prayers.
I shut off my bed,
      and I climbed into the light,
and all because he kissed me goodnight.

— Faith A. Mills