This starts and ends a lot like Psalm 96. Ironic considering they both open with “sing a new song”. Well, I suppose every different song is a little bit new. But this is the good news, jubilation – both are new hope for a tired, tatty world.
It’s another vision of the grand kingly rule of God. Here the new song is sung in widening circles of response: Israel, all nations, all creation…
Which is also where 96 ended. Here are the seas, rivers and mountains celebrating the day of the judge who is right and fair – all the inanimate objects clapping, singing and resounding like an old merry melodies cartoon. You can almost hear the harp, trumpet and ram’s horn. And the singing, shouting for joy.
I plunged down into sadness again briefly yesterday, but wake up feeling buoyed by this joyous psalm. Plus it’s Saturday. Though I feel quite energised for next week at work too. Such a yo-yo at the moment!
My boss is going for 3 weeks leave traveling to see his daughter who is in Edinburgh. I’ll most likely never travel, which made me sad, even though it’s not ever been my ambition particularly. It would be nice, just with Kelly, some time before we die…
I suppose the weirdness of our family, still all living together with my oldest son now 26 and not close to independent fills me with frustration, self doubt, and a bit of dread for the future.
I don’t encourage people to be strong, somehow. I get fear that I somehow undermine people’s confidence. I’m passive and shy, and I feel I make people close to me that way. Not a born leader, you may say.
But those feelings have lessened again today, it all feels do-able again. And then you read this simple delight of God in control, his reign.
Clap your hands! Got a new song to sing!
Keen to spend an hour now getting on with my song about Job. It’s very unformed and risky, I’m deliberately keeping it abstract for a long time, just throwing out lots of unconnected musical and lyrical ideas. It will either be special or a mess!