Genesis 9:14-15 "When I send clouds over the earth, the rainbow will appear in the clouds, and I will remember my covenant with you and with all living creatures. Never again will the floodwaters destroy all life."
Hebrews 9:14b-15 "For by the power of the eternal Spirit, Christ offered himself to God as a perfect sacrifice for our sins. That is why he is the one who mediates a new covenant between God and people, so that all who are called can receive the eternal inheritance God has promised them. For Christ died to set them free from the penalty of the sins they had committed under that first covenant."
A rainbow. To the West over Jura. Very bright, with one end resting on the Sound of Jura, the colours amplified and contrasted by the greyness of the sea. And it slowly drifted towards the East, finally coming ashore at Port Ban, slowly fading away, heralding another shower in this wet August. Such a striking display that people were stopping to look. Every time I see a rainbow, I'm reminded of God's promise to Noah, setting out a covenant between Him and mankind. But this morning I was also reminded of the New Covenant, established by Jesus. What a loving God He is! I am so blessed that I have a hope and a future, through an unbreakable promise given by God through Jesus.

t lorry had just passed and disappeared, grinding its way into the distance. And then there was silence. No traffic noise at all. Just the off-beat cooing of a wood pigeon and further off, a male blackbird letting the girls know he’s there. Silence. And I was reminded of today’s Scripture. Sometimes I have to get somewhere quiet to hear God’s voice, which can be drowned out for most of the time by the raucous bombardment of music, conversations, TV news (usually bad!), and anything else the devil can throw at me to avoid my hearing a whisper from above, reassuring me that I am loved, blessed, precious, and safe in His arms. It’s pointless to ask if I need to hear God – I always need to hear Him! But join me in regularly finding somewhere quiet to
good conscience, get involved in our political system, in any capacity? If I was elected as an MP, for example, do I represent the views of my constituents, those who elected me, even if those views crossed one of my “red lines”? Or do I follow the party “whip” and do as I am told by my political masters? Or do I stick to my beliefs, come what may? Questions that really are difficult to answer in any meaningful way, without discussing different examples and scenarios. I’ve also come across some people, Christians even, who refuse to vote in an election, for various reasons. But my opinion, for what it’s worth, is that each Christian has a responsibility, regarding politics and our method of civil government, to seek God and be obedient to what He is saying, as supported by His Word, and that we should pray continually for those who lead us. So I will continue to vote for the politicians who are closest to what I believe, and will not try and be an MP (too much hassle anyway 🙂).
apparently suspended in mid-air, adjusting them to compensate for the vagaries of updrafts and gusts. Eyes keenly picking out its next meal amongst the West Scotland fauna. God has so wonderfully provided for this creature. It doesn’t need to wonder about its capabilities. It doesn’t worry about its next meal. It gets on with its life, soaring its way through all it encounters. An implicit trust in its Creator is built in to this magnificent creature. But we are different. We have a choice. We can make our way through life, wandering and worrying, downtrodden by the life encounters we experience. Or we can take a lesson from our resident raptor, trusting in our Divine Creator, and finding new resources as we soar above our circumstances, setting our spiritual wings to benefit from the winds of the Spirit, so freely poured out for us all. A lesson for me today – I can so easily find that my joy is crowded out by world events, life’s encounters and circumstances in general. I expect you do as well. So if we find that we are oppressed by the injustices of life, let’s read these verses in Isaiah 40. And keep reading them until we feel the wind of the Holy Spirit start to ruffle our feathers, lift our wings, and before we know it, we will be up there with the raptor!
I love this time of year. In the woods around where I live, the vegetation seems to have exploded in recent weeks, into a verdant profusion of leafy growth, and as a backdrop the birdsong resonates with a cacophony of melodic noise, as though cheering on what is happening. The trees are mainly deciduous, and the broad-leaf varieties have positioned their leaves at just the right angle, designed to get a glimpse of the heavens. All the new growth seems to be doing its utmost , striving to reach into the heavens to suck in every ray of light, succeeding so effectively that at ground level it seems quite dark and gloomy. But even here the smaller grasses and plants are growing quickly and there are even small flowers breathtakingly beautiful in their colours and form, mopping up any stray light that happens to break through the canopy above. What an example of praise, extravagant praise to our Creator! What an example for us to follow. The message from the plant kingdom seems to be that extravagant praise maximises growth and releases the potential in every single organism. Would that be true for us as well?