Psalm 19

Psalm 19 

³ There is no speech, nor are there words,
    whose voice is not heard.
⁴ Their voice^[b] goes out through all the earth,
    and their words to the end of the world.
In them he has set a tent for the sun,
⁵     which comes out like a bridegroom leaving his chamber,
    and, like a strong man, runs its course with joy.

 As I sat in church yesterday, I longed to be taught. I longed to understand what the Creole being spoken meant. I felt lonely, frustrated, and a little angry that I was separated for my community. So, I started memorizing  the monthly verse my students have to memorize. I told them that if they had to memorize it then I should too. Sitting on my uncomfortable, rustic pew as the fans pushed hot hear around me, I started going over Psalm 19.

As I read Psalm 19 over and over again, overwhelming gratitude came over me and this response followed:

"Thank you for your word. Thank you for its infinite languages. There is no speech nor are there words whose voice cannot be heard.

Your word is Haitian. It is American. It is all. Perfectly. Sufficiently.

Thank you for your multicultural forgiveness. The power that it holds in every language. The freedom that is gives to every tongue. It is all. Perfectly. Sufficiently.

Your ear does not favor one over the other. It favors those that call upon you and your son.

Thank you, savior.

Mesi, sove."

Each week we pick a different word to teach our students. This week is optimistic: looking on the bright side.

It's ok to feel lonely, frustrated, and angry. Jesus felt those things too. But with the word of God we can see the bright side of things promised. We can be a tent for the sun, shine light and run our course with joy.