Like wildflowers, we bloom and die

22 05 2011

Psalm 103 is one of my favourite poems of all time.  My father gave me away on  my wedding day as the congregation sang it, and it has maintained a special place in our family.

I love the juxtaposition of man’s frailty –

Our days on earth are like grass;
like wildflowers, we bloom and die.
The wind blows, and we are gone—
as though we had never been here

and the certainty of God’s faithfulness –

But the love of the Lord remains forever
with those who fear him. His salvation extends to the children’s children of those who are faithful to his covenant, of those who obey his commandments!

It also helps me to remember the good things that God has given me, especially when my self-talk is complaining or pitying.  The psalmist sings about love, forgiveness, salvation, satisfaction and renewal.  No wonder his response is one of praise!