I’ve been reading the Psalms. They are ancient songs, most written by David who was the second king of Israel.
It is not politically correct. Living in our American PC world where morality is upside down its strange to read non PC literature. But I guess none of the bible is PC. It is true, it is right and it pulls no punches to appease those of us who read it.
I found this today in Psalm 68.
“1 May God arise, may his enemies be scattered;
may his foes flee before him.
2 May you blow them away like smoke—
as wax melts before the fire,
may the wicked perish before God.
3 But may the righteous be glad
and rejoice before God;
may they be happy and joyful.
4 Sing to God, sing in praise of his name,
extol him who rides on the clouds[b];
rejoice before him—his name is the Lord.
5 A father to the fatherless, a defender of widows,
is God in his holy dwelling.
6 God sets the lonely in families,[c]
he leads out the prisoners with singing;
but the rebellious live in a sun-scorched land.”
There is only one way to be righteous, and that is to covered over in the righteousness of Jesus. It’s like it’s a cold winter day and all of us are naked standing in the cold freezing. We have no protection from the coldness of our sin. Jesus comes along and wraps us in his coat, his warmth, his love, his protection, his perfection. We can be covered by his righteousness.
Evil will lose. God will reign. God is worth all our praise because he is a God who has not abandoned us but provided a coat of protection through his Son Jesus. Among all of the rest of us, He is the God of the fatherless, the widow and the lonely.
“19 Praise be to the Lord, to God our Savior,
who daily bears our burdens.
20 Our God is a God who saves;
from the Sovereign Lord comes escape from death.
21 Surely God will crush the heads of his enemies,
the hairy crowns of those who go on in their sins.”
A blessing and a warning.
Be blessed today. Come in out of the cold. Take the warmth of Jesus offered to you today.
I give thanks for those blessings multiple times every day. Last night I got one hour sleep, most of the night talking to the Lord of Life. There is so much to be thankful for — and so much which has been lifted from our shoulders, by Him who loves us. Ann
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