Praying Psalm 110

“When I sit at your right side, your hand moves and your strength appears. At your right hand, there is youth, beauty, benediction, and the perfume of blessing. There is the dawn of love and the adornment of holiness. Draw me to the presence of your right hand. Embrace me with your left arm, for I have lost my compass. I have forgotten my geography. My enemies have multiplied, and so I need to behold the Lion of Judah sitting at your right hand. At your right hand, I hear the voice of thunder, and the Lord appears at my right hand. In Christ, I set at your right hand and my identity is transformed. I become a priest who can communicate with the words of God. When I sit at your right hand, my position is elevated. I become like Melchizedek. My problems become insignificant, and evil becomes like a bug under our feet. At your right hand, I see the weakness of kings and the crushing of evil’s head. At your right hand, I drink the water of life and find rest and honour.”

Yohanna Katanacho, Praying through the Psalms (Carlisle, UK: Longham, 2018), 110.