Lectors say the darnedest things. Yesterday at Mass, the lector was leading us through Psalm 19. It is a beautiful, awe-inspiring psalm, which begins
The heavens herald your glory, O God, and the skies display your handiwork. Day after day they tell their story, and night after night they reveal the depth of their understanding. Without speech, without words, without even an audible voice, their cry echoes through all their world …
The best part, however, was the ending, which is supposed to read, “May the words of my mouth and the thoughts of my heart be pleasing in your sight, O God, my rock and my redeemer!” But the lector fumbled a bit as she proclaimed this part of the psalm and what came out instead (at least to my ears) was “… I rock in my redeemer.”
That’s right, I rock in my redeemer.
As the liturgy continued to the next reading and Gospel, my mind spilled over into thoughts of David, the psalmist, who himself was a musician. I bet he felt like that sometimes, as in this psalm, where the whole world — including oneself — is alight with God’s glory. Simply put, we rock because God rocks! “To rock” is a popular slang term that means to excel, to do something so awesome that it’s not just well done, it rocks.
How will you be caught up in God’s life and grace today such that you too can proclaim, “I rock in my Redeemer!”?