When my sons were very young, we played a game where I held them securely above my head and made believe that they were falling while I’d sing ‘all fall down’ (ending on a high note!). They loved it as much as each of our grandchildren have! Laugh and laugh… always wanting more. Sure enough, we’d do it all over again. ‘All fall down’!
Today’s psalm only takes a few minutes to read. Beginning at verse one, hear praise for God’s people living in unity–‘good and pleasant’ as much today as in the time of King David, who composes this song.
Unity, like precious oil, anoints the head of the one dedicated to God’s service. The oil runs down, first over the head, then the beard, finally the collar and robe. All fall down! Verse three speaks of dew on the tallest mountain in Israel, Mt Hermon. Dew runs down the hills surrounding Jerusalem and Mt Zion. All fall down!
David concludes by praising the Lord for commanding these cascading blessings, producing life that never really ends. All running down from God. Descending from Him. Bestowed on us, His own, at His initiative. Nothing of our achievement. No use claiming credit. All fall down! All from our Lord to us as His gifts.
What could be better than to thank Him for His many gifts? All fall down… from His grace, mercy and faithful love. All given. None deserved. None earned. No boasting on my part. None whatsoever. None for you either!
Have a very Happy Thanksgiving, knowing from whose hands come all our blessings! All fall down!
Lord, thank you for giving us so much. Especially for your only Son Jesus. Amen.