Yes, I’m aware that I just dropped more than a week’s worth of words yesterday. Part of me calls it cheating that I count this toward my 365,000 word quota but… well, I’m still typing it. I still encoded it and I still had a choice and a grasp over the content being made and produced.
Besides, I’m reminded of what Solomon says in his contribution to what we now call the Bible. In the Book of Ecclesiastes he writes, among other wise adages, that there is nothing new under the sun. What’s been done now has been done a long time ago. The point here is, we’d like to say that what comes out of us is original, and while all of this is true to a point, we’re living in this part of history where knowledge has increased to astronomical levels compared to thousands of years ago; with that said, we have have lived years on this earth, but the entire environment and its surroundings have already been shaped and infused with centuries of events – all sort of learning, unlearning and relearning literally permeates the air that we breathe.
So much as I go ahead and say that what I write or share is coming from the old noggin, a big part of it has already probably been realized in history – I’m the only difference. I mean, I’m pretty sure nobody else in history or at present could put these words together like I do, versus how you would share the exact same idea.
Creation celebrates its Creator in its own unique way, for each and every iteration of creation.
Sorry, this is all coming out as babble. Anyway what I’m trying to do here is just to share out of my own mind, without the help of any outside speakers like Pastor Joedy and the like. Don’t get me wrong – I’m not going to stop sharing what I write from listening to these folk – I will continue to transcribe and share and count it towards my quota… But again, let me be alone for this one.
Actually, there may not be outside speakers, but there is still going to be Scripture. Let’s take a look at Psalm 30.
I will extol you, O LORD, for you have drawn me up and have not let my foes rejoice over me.
O LORD my God, I cried to you for help, and you have healed me.
O LORD, you have brought up my soul from Sheol;
you restored me to life from among those who go down to the pit.
Psalms 30:1-3
It’s only been the first out of twelve more months, and I can say that these verses hold true to me today just as much as they probably have to the Psalmist. I’ve had my experiences of being potentially brought down low as an individual – by my own doing, or as heard in the words of others concerning me. But all things considered, the Lord has drawn me up – showing now, as always, how faithful He is by way of simply being a reliable Name to run to whenever I do feel attacked or threatened. It’s by this that I can say that anyone who claims to be my foe shall not rejoice over me forever; On the other hand, it’s precisely in these times of potential fear and anxiety that I see just how good my Savior is.
There may not necessarily be times when I explicitly recall having to cry out to the Lord for help – there were the complications that show up, but it wasn’t as if I was totally shaken; For behold, Christ is the ongoing Restoration, and the ongoing Healing for all aspects of my being, and for all things concerning me.
Sing praises to the LORD, O you his saints, and give thanks to his holy name.
For his anger is but for a moment, and his favor is for a lifetime.
Weeping may tarry for the night, but joy comes with the morning.
Psalms 30:4-5
Those last verses there seem to express a common theme for me and a good number of interactions I’ve had so far this year. Indeed, we sing praises to the Lord, and we give thanks to His name.
There have been times in my past, after being so exposed to the Truth of Christ and the grace of God, that I couldn’t imagine God being angry at me. Or at least, we couldn’t speak about it – We say that because God loves us, He is not angry with us. I suppose I could still maintain that, but I couldn’t say that God will never be angry with me. In the extremely rare case I believe that He would be, it is not that He is out to ‘get’ me, slamming me with fire and brimstone and cursing me into eternal flame with the devil and all his minions – No, He would be angry with me to discipline me, not because of something I did, but because He would prepare me for what He sees is coming.
If He is angry with me, it’ll be because He loves me. And as such, I can say something similar – His rebuke is but a moment, but His love is for a lifetime. In fact, it’s in appreciation of His great love that we are able to take in any rebukes sent our way, productively, and with grace. We’ve experienced tragedy earlier on this month, handling the death in a family. And sure, we wept. But true to the Word, it’s in our weeping that we saw a joy, and a Joy unbreakable. One that can only come through Christ, the Life beyond death.
You have turned for me my mourning into dancing; you have loosed my sackcloth and clothed me with gladness, that my glory may sing your praise and not be silent.
O LORD my God, I will give thanks to you forever!
Psalms 30:11-12
So far, so good. If there’s anything I could say now, at this here end of January, it’s this: Great is thy faithfulness, o God my Father.
Also, I wouldn’t mind adding Made Me Glad by Hillsong as one of my songs for this month.
I would throw in Psalm 31. Maybe I will. But for now, I’d like to have something to eat.
Until the next post, God bless you.
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