No Place to Hide, Mercifully

9 If I take the wings of the morning
   and settle at the farthest limits of the sea,
10 even there your hand shall lead me,
   and your right hand shall hold me fast.”

Open Sea Horizon

No matter where we go, God will be there.  No matter how far away we want to push God, God is still there.

 

These two verses from Psalm 139, our Psalm appointed for the Eucharist service today, have always struck a chord with me.  They are words of reassurance and love, trust and awe at the greatness…the omnipotence of God.  But they are even more powerful words because they speak of the enduring relationship that God has with us which speaks directly to the very nature of God–to seek us out, to love us and to hold us fast.

 

I have a friend, who is also an Episcopal priest, who often will start his sermons by saying, “In the name of the God who knows us completely, and loves us anyway…”  Usually there is a mild chuckle from the congregation at that point, however, those words are powerful, scary, and true.  God does know everything about you–everything.  God does know all of your thoughts–all of them.  God sees you in your most hate-filled, wrathful, self-indulgent, ignorant, most unforgivable and all around worst moment…and loves you anyway.  Always.  And there is no place where God will not go to seek you out and love you…to lead you when you feel like you couldn’t be any more lost.

 

Think about this for a moment: God, the creator of the universe, loves you so much that God will seek you out, find you, lead you, protect and love you no matter what.  No matter what.

 

Matthewfirst

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About matthewhanisian

Associate Rector at St. Alban's Episcopal Church, Washington, D.C.
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One Response to No Place to Hide, Mercifully

  1. Warren Clark says:

    I love this beautiful psalm that summarizes many other psalms and that was paraphrased in the well known children’s story The Runaway Bunny that played a role in the play Wit; about a dying cancer patient and John Donne’s poetry. Warren Clark

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