Ok . . . so this makes me really uncomfortable. The Word of God can do that to you. Honestly, I prefer things jumping off the page that I think I understand . . . or think I have a handle on and are reflected in my walk. That’s the “living and active” dynamic of the word of God that I like (Heb. 4:12). It’s kind of easier when the Word actively affirms the truth you are already following. But then you come across something in God’s word that reminds you of the rest of that dynamic . . . the part that is like a sharp two-edged sword which pierces “to the division of soul and of spirit, of joints and of marrow, and discerning the thoughts and intentions of the heart.” Ouch! That can hurt. But that’s kind of where I am this morning as I ask myself the question, “Where are the tears?”
My eyes shed streams of tears, because people do not keep Your law.
(Psalm 119:136 ESV)
That our world is increasingly hell-bent on being hell-bound seems evident. Wrong is more and more being declared to be right. That which was once the God of heaven’s to define has now become the purview of the courts of men. That which has been, since creation, recognized as unnatural is now being redefined as natural. That which was once God’s to create is now being surgically recreated by man. And this on top of the increasing idolatry of self. This on top of the darkness which is declared to be “progress” in our society. All because the heart of unregenerate man “is deceitful above all things, and desperately sick,” to a depth beyond anyone’s grasp to fully know it (Jer. 17:9).
And the response of a “hopelessly dark and deceitful” (MSG) heart towards the word of God is to reject it. And that, so says this line in the song I’m reading this morning, should so move me that my eyes shed streams of tears.
While I might be amazed at the arrogance and folly of men to declare themselves to be the arbiter of that which is God’s alone to determine . . . while I might be frustrated at the moral blindness enveloping our culture . . . while I might rise up indignant at the slander of my God’s name . . . while I might hate the sin, while loving the sinner . . . how often do I shed tears because people do not keep His law?
Shed tears because the word of God is despised. Shed tears because the name of the God of the word is blasphemed. Shed tears because the good news is drowned out by the nightly news. Shed tears out of compassion and concern for those whose minds have been blinded by the god of this age (2Cor. 4:4).
Streams of tears flowing because men and women refuse to submit to their Creator. Rivers gushing because those captive to sin have yet to see, or have out-and-out rejected, the rescue and redemption offered them through God’s love declared by sending His Son to bear the guilt and penalty for our transgression.
Where are the tears? The sorrow for the sins of others?
Would that I had more the heart of Christ who, as He drew near to Jerusalem, wept over it (Luke 19:41). That I was more like Paul, knowing “great sorrow and unceasing anguish” for his “kinsmen according to the flesh” — even willing to exchange himself for their souls if he could (Rom. 9:2-3).
Where are the tears? There should be more tears.
So work in my heart, sanctifying Spirit. That I might know more the compassion of Christ . . . for the glory of God.