Jan 23
Today my day will be consumed with a funeral that will start in about 45 minutes. Funerals always make me think about the process of aging - specifically, the swift passing of time.
With that in mind, here are some thoughts from the Psalm 71. Notice how the arrogance of youth is replaced with a mature hope in God.
Psalms 71 (NCV) In you, LORD, is my protection. Never let me be ashamed. Because you do what is right, save and rescue me; listen to me and save me. Be my place of safety where I can always come. Give the command to save me, because you are my rock and my strong, walled city. My God, save me from the power of the wicked and from the hold of evil and cruel people. LORD, you are my hope. LORD, I have trusted you since I was young. I have depended on you since I was born; you helped me even on the day of my birth. I will always praise you. I am an example to many people, because you are my strong protection. I am always praising you; all day long I honor you. Do not reject me when I am old; do not leave me when my strength is gone. My enemies make plans against me, and they meet together to kill me. They say, “God has left him. Go after him and take him, because no one will save him.” God, don’t be far off. My God, hurry to help me. Let those who accuse me be ashamed and destroyed. Let those who are trying to hurt me be covered with shame and disgrace. But I will always have hope and will praise you more and more. I will tell how you do what is right. I will tell about your salvation all day long, even though it is more than I can tell. I will come and tell about your powerful works, Lord GOD. I will remind people that only you do what is right. God, you have taught me since I was young. To this day I tell about the miracles you do. Even though I am old and gray, do not leave me, God. I will tell the children about your power; I will tell those who live after me about your might. God, your justice reaches to the skies. You have done great things; God, there is no one like you. You have given me many troubles and bad times, but you will give me life again. When I am almost dead, you will keep me alive. You will make me greater than ever, and you will comfort me again. I will praise you with the harp. I trust you, my God. I will sing to you with the lyre, Holy One of Israel. I will shout for joy when I sing praises to you. You have saved me. I will tell about your justice all day long. And those who want to hurt me will be ashamed and disgraced.
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January 23rd, 2006 at 10:44 am
Much comfort from the Psalms! Thanks.
January 23rd, 2006 at 12:32 pm
May this become my testimony, too.
January 23rd, 2006 at 12:55 pm
Weird.
I was thinking along these lines this morning as my son and I were watching ESPN’s review of the Championship games. There was a time when I would have been wrapped around the T.V. set watching those games.
I watched a few minutes of the games yesterday but for the most part, I was happy to catch a nap while those games were being played.
January 23rd, 2006 at 1:18 pm
“I will come and tell about your powerful works, Lord GOD.”
So much of ZOE this year was wrapped in missional and kingdom language. But it’s so simple, isn’t it? To tell about His works we have to come to others.
Jesus said, “Go.”