I call on you, my God, for you will answer me;
turn your ear to me and hear my prayer.
Show me the wonders of your great love,
you who save by your right hand
those who take refuge in you from their foes.
Keep me as the apple of your eye;
hide me in the shadow of your wings
from the wicked who are out to destroy me,
from my mortal enemies who surround me.
I see the moon and the moon sees me.
The night sky reminds me I see the same moon and
stars as my niece in England or my friend in Missouri. That brilliant heavenly
body connects me to my family, friends, and folks around the world.
Our youngest daughter and her husband live in
South Carolina and it’s a comfort to me we see the same sky. Even though we are
not close in proximity, we share a similar view. When our family, who lives
close by, sends photos of rainbows or sunsets, and I can see the same ones from
where I’m standing, it’s a joy to know we see the same bits of creation. They join
us with each other and with God.
On Sunday, the praise band led us in the song Same
God by Elevation Worship. The lyrics reminded me of all the people
throughout history who called on the same God I call on today. Moses, Jacob,
Mary, and so many more lifted their prayers to the Father, the same One I speak
to daily. It kind of blows my mind that I’m talking to the same God Noah prayed
to, or Esther. The same One who people around the world take their cares to is
the same one who listens and has listened for centuries.
I love what David says in Psalm 17. He calls on
God, who answers, turns His ear, and hears our prayers. Then he asks many of
the same things I seek for myself and my family and friends: keep me close,
protect me, hide me in your wings. Praying to the same God as my ancestors
fills my heart with comfort and joy.
Keep praying to the same God who remains
steadfast and faithful.