Thanksgiving is right around the corner. Of course, it’s always a good time to be thankful, but this time of year offers us a more structured chance to reflect and rejoice.
A certain song of Israel has been running through my mind this week as I prepared to write. The song is the 136th Psalm. It begins as follows:
The poet repeats for emphasis, over and over– the Lord’s steadfast love endures forever! After this powerful introduction, the writer then details the long list of how the God of heaven had fought on Israel’s behalf, time after time, and how He provides for the world at large. Perhaps the repetition was not only aesthetic, but necessity, for a people who could not seem to remember the truth of God’s faithfulness and the discipline of declaring it. Perhaps the poet put his words to song in hopes the lyrics would sink into his own heart. The song’s repetition is a rhythm I desire as well. A rhythm of thanks. A rhythm of remembering. A rhythm of declaring His faithfulness to my own heart.