
For God alone my soul in silence waits: from God comes my salvation. – Psalm 62, v.1 My dear Doubters of Great Faith, Every time this piece of psalmody comes up in my observance of Morning Prayer, my daily ritual, I am always grateful, because it always seems to be so timely, so well-placed. There always seems to be some reason, something upon which my soul is contemplating and anticipating (and longing and hungering for) some mighty act of our great and glorious God. The time in which I find myself typically praying for “patience,” is usually the time that I want God to sweep in on chariots of thunder and righteousness, and make God’s way known, clearly! I know that God identifies with the plight of the suffering, and the downtrodden, and the disaffected, and the weak. Why, last week’s lectionary Gospel, the Beatitudes, tells us to go be…