(Psalm 84 v 5 – 7)
Blessed is the man......
The writer moves seamlessly from plural to singular expression
This part is not about a group
But about one in a relationship
With one other.
And, things are about to get difficult.
Dry.
In the valley of Baca (weeping)
But, here it comes.
The rain – and not just any rain
The early rain.
The kind that falls in the autumn (over there)
The kind that nourishes sprouting things
And gives strength.
It all begins with this realisation:
Blessed is the man whose strength is in you
Each one must have their own revelation of this
For each one of these, even in Baca, the rain will fall.
And keep falling.
All the way up to Zion.
Let it rain.