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Reflections on Psalm 46

*This summer at Providence Church we are spending time in the psalms together. Each week during June and July we will be posting written responses by a member of our community from their time meditating on a particular psalm. Go here to read others in the series. This week’s reflection, which will be the final one in this series, is from Brandon Reyes:


Reflections on Psalm 121

*This summer at Providence Church we are spending time in the psalms together. Each week during June and July we will be posting written responses by a member of our community from their time meditating on a particular psalm. Go here to read others in the series. This week’s reflection is from Kristina Baehr:


Reflections on Psalm 13

*This summer at Providence Church we are spending time in the psalms together. Each week during June and July we will be posting written responses by a member of our community from their time meditating on a particular psalm. Go here to read others in the series. This week’s reflection is from Megan Strubhar:


Reflections on Psalm 32

*This summer at Providence Church we are spending time in the psalms together. Each week during June and July we will be posting written responses by a member of our community from their time meditating on a particular psalm. Go here to read others in the series. This week’s reflection is from Nelson Monteith:


Reflections on Psalm 113

*This summer at Providence Church we are spending time in the psalms together. Each week during June and July we will be posting written responses by a member of our community from their time meditating on a particular psalm. Go here to read others in the series. This week’s reflection is from John Griffin:


Reflections on Psalm 73

*This summer at Providence Church we are spending time in the psalms together. Each week during June and July we will be posting written responses by a member of our community from their time meditating on a particular psalm. Go here to read others in the series. This week’s reflection is from Laura Szymanski:


Reflections on Psalm 90

*This summer at Providence Church we are spending time in the psalms together. Each week during June and July we will be posting written responses by a member of our community from their time meditating on a particular psalm. Go here to read last week’s reflection on Psalm 1. This week’s reflection is from Eric Haug:


Reflections on Psalm 1

*This summer at Providence Church, we are spending time in the psalms together. Our desire is to become familiar with the psalms as a place we learn to talk to God, no matter our circumstance or emotion. Psalms are an art form. They are poetry. They give God’s people a language of prayer. We are looking at a different psalm each Sunday and asking how the truth of that particular psalm intersects our lives. In this simple practice, we are trusting God to transform us as a community and produce in us fervent lives of prayer.

Following our time together on Sunday, we are devotionally working through that same psalm throughout the week in different ways (reading, meditation, prayer). As we are taking in God’s Word together as a community, we want to respond to Him. One way we are doing this is by writing responses to God from our time meditating on these psalms. Each week we will be posting one of these responses, written by a member of our community. Here is the first written reflection from our own Bev Thomson:


God on Boylston Street

At 2:43 PM last Monday, I took out my iPhone and made a 13 second video of the finish line. I was standing on the northeast corner of Exeter and Boylston in Boston. My wife had completed the marathon a few minutes before, so I was taking in the atmosphere around the finish line before I went to meet up with her. I was proud of her, amazed that anyone could run 26 miles. There was no hurry, because she would be tied up for the next hour … rehydrating, getting a massage, basking in the glory of finishing the world’s most prestigious marathon. So, I sauntered slowly eastward on Boylston Street. I paused at the finish line and watched more runners cross. They were exhausted, but jubilant … and I was happy for them.


Newtown and Advent

On Monday morning, I left the house early. The last person I said goodbye to on my way out the door was Sophie, my 6-year-old. I had to get down on one knee to look her in the eye and take in her wide smile (which is missing a few teeth). She’s a cutie. So eager to love and hug. So excited to take on the day, whatever day it is. So little. So fragile. As I hugged her, I was overcome with the thought that only 3 days before, a man walked into an elementary school and murdered 20 Sophies. What did he see on their faces as he burst into their classroom? How many of them were smiling just seconds before … probably with the precious teeth-missing smile only true of a 6-year-old?