¹⁰ The Lord frustrates the plans of the nations
    and thwarts all their schemes.
¹¹ But the Lord’s plans stand firm forever;
    his intentions can never be shaken.

¹² What joy for the nation whose God is the Lord,
    whose people he has chosen as his inheritance.

¹³ The Lord looks down from heaven
    and sees the whole human race.
¹⁴ From his throne he observes
    all who live on the earth.
¹⁵ He made their hearts,
    so he understands everything they do.

Psalm 33:10-15

Dear God, this is the Psalm of the day for the Catholic Church. I think it is meant to be a sort of rebuke for people who look for power and presume they can do things themselves. Somehow, this morning, it is a comfort to me. It reminds me that the most arrogant of people are nothing before you. The most powerful women and men on earth are nothing before you. Yet, the meekest person on earth is everything before you. You embrace them. You love them. You lift them up. “Blessed are the poor in spirit.” “Blessed are those who mourn.”

There are people with earthly power right now who really concern me. Their hearts are arrogant and full of themselves. They feel unchecked and like they can impose their will as they see fit. And, to some extent, they can. In a worldly sense, they have incredible power. In a heavenly sense, I almost feel like you are giving them enough rope to really do themselves in. The hard part is the suffering that will happen. The awkward part for me is that the suffering will likely not be done as much by me as by other completely innocent people who are hungry and need fed or sick and need healed. Who are trying to work, but under physical attack. Who are pawns in the hands of people. That’s where my lament comes from. I lament for them.

Father, I am in my mid-50s. I likely have no more than 30 to 40 years left this side of the death divide. And I have zero idea how those 30 to 40 years will play out. Honestly, I’m hoping it’s closer to 30 than 40. At the same time, it could be today. I have no idea. In fact, I am going to a funeral today for a friend who was my age. We just don’t know. My point is, I have a limited amount of time to leave a mark on this world. Help me to do it well. Let it start by worshipping you. Let it continue by serving others. To quote a song, “Make me a servant, humble and meek. Lord, let me lift up those who are weak. And may the prayer of my heart always be, ‘Make me a servant. Make me a servant. Make me a servant, today.'”

I pray this in Jesus and with your Holy Spirit,

Amen