Wednesday of Epiphany V – Psalm 147:1-11

1 Praise the Lord!
For it is good to sing praises to our God;
    for it is pleasant, and a song of praise is fitting.
The Lord builds up Jerusalem;
    he gathers the outcasts of Israel.
He heals the brokenhearted
    and binds up their wounds.
He determines the number of the stars;
    he gives to all of them their names.
Great is our Lord, and abundant in power;
    his understanding is beyond measure.
The Lord lifts up the humble;
    he casts the wicked to the ground.

Sing to the Lord with thanksgiving;
    make melody to our God on the lyre!
He covers the heavens with clouds;
    he prepares rain for the earth;
    he makes grass grow on the hills.
He gives to the beasts their food,
    and to the young ravens that cry.
10 His delight is not in the strength of the horse,
    nor his pleasure in the legs of a man,
11 but the Lord takes pleasure in those who fear him,
    in those who hope in his steadfast love.

Kay prayed for parking spaces. Salt Lake City and its environs were in a growth spurt at the time and infrastructure had not caught up. It was a frequent complaint that one could not find a parking space. Kay prayed for them. She was certain that God heard her prayers and, in his time, not always her time, he gave her one. She had an entire catalogue of instances when one opened, just for her, after she prayed. She was fiercely attached to this point of view and regularly shared it. God cared whether she got a parking space.

The psalmist stands in awe over the majesty and greatness of God. He numbers and names the stars; his understanding is beyond measure; he covers the heavens with clouds; and makes the grass grow on the hills. Read by themselves, these and other statements in the psalm might lead us to imagine that God is high and mighty, sitting on some heavenly throne and we are but grasshoppers (see yesterday’s reading as well), beneath his notice. But the other half of the verses in this psalm speak against this idea. God is indeed high and mighty, but he takes pleasure in those who fear him and hope in his steadfast love. He lifts the humble and brings justice to the wicked, casting them down. He gathers the outcasts and binds up the broken hearted. He does care whether you found that parking space, you see.

Now, I am no prophet. I do not pretend to know the thoughts of God and he has revealed nothing special to me about whether you will find a parking spot next time you are in need. God’s ways are something of a mystery to me. His care for me sometimes means telling me “no” to the requests I make of him. But I do know, this psalm has told me, God’s answers are always born out of his love for his people. Remember that the next time you are in need, whether it be something as trivial as a parking spot or significant as the healing of a family member or friend. Read this psalm and hear the good news: God never is too high or too busy to care about you.

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