The Israelites were commanded to bring down the walls of Jericho
through a weapon of praise.
Not praise for any person or anything man-made. Praise for
God the Almighty, the light who shines in the darkness.
I am feeling overwhelmed by the speed of the coup in
Washington DC. Heartbroken and dispossessed, left wondering how I can do
anything at all that would make a difference.
And then yesterday, Adrienne led young children in a
re-enactment of blowing the weapon of praise, and the effect that had. The
walls of Jericho collapsed when the people did what God directed them to do.
Praise him, sometimes in silence, sometimes loudly.
It took more than one raising of that weapon of praise. It took
more than one day. And it took more than one person. It probably seemed crazy.
It probably seemed futile. It probably seemed like whistling in the dark.
But God has given us a weapon of praise, and that praise
makes the enemy shake and fall.
I refuse to be paralysed and disempowered by strutting
megalomaniacs. I am raising my weapon of praise, and I won’t stop praising God
until the walls of oppression and dictatorship collapse.
The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness has not
overcome it.
In these dark days, may the light of Jesus Christ shine from
all those who love and follow the Saviour.
Praise the God of creation, the Lord of all, the Almighty,
omnipotent, omniscient God, commander of heaven’s armies of angels. Praise the
God of the poor, of the marginalised, of the sick and vulnerable and
frightened.
I lift up the name of Jesus in praise, knowing that He is
the Alpha and the Omega, the beginning and the end. None of this surprises him.
What does he require of us? To act justly, to love mercy,
and to walk humbly with our God.
Strengthen us all to do just that.
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