A Song of Ascents. Of David. Behold, how good and pleasant it is when brothers dwell in unity! It is like the precious oil on the head, running down on the beard, on the beard of Aaron, running down on the collar of his robes! It is like the dew of Hermon, which falls on the mountains of Zion! For there the LORD has commanded the blessing, life forevermore.
When, Lord, when will the Church enjoy that unity? When will we abandon the interdenominational strife, the internecine bickering, the turf wars that characterize the Church today? These attitudes that the world sees and judges us, often deservedly so, as evidence of our hypocrisy? When will Your Church turn their eyes off themselves and onto You?
When will I, Lord, when will I? Help me to rid my eyes of planks and logs and blind me to the perceived faults of my brothers. Then I will truly enjoy the blessing of life forevermore.