Hovering over the familiar this morning. Chewing on stuff that’s been chewed on before. Sometimes you just need to pause and reaffirm that which has been reaffirmed again and again.
Some trust in chariots and some in horses, but we trust in the name of the LORD our God.
(Psalm 20:7 ESV)
Lot going on in this song. A day of trouble (v.1), a calling out in prayer (v.9). A plea for God to send help (v.2), to remember faithfulness (v.3), to respond to the desires of a needy heart (v.4). An anticipation of raising up the victor’s banner and shouting for joy over the LORD’s salvation (v.5). All sourced in an unfailing confidence in the Person of God and the Promises of God.
Now I know that the LORD saves His anointed; He will answer Him from His holy heaven with the saving might of His right hand. Some trust in chariots and some in horses, but we trust in the name of the LORD our God.
(Psalm 20:6-7 ESV)
I read “chariots and horses” and it triggers images from the news this past week of a fortified Washington D.C. Armored vehicles our chariots and horses, the National Guard our hope and strength for avoiding scenes like those of two weeks ago. And honestly, it strikes me as so simplistic, so cliché at times, to believe that trusting in the name of the LORD our God is ultimately what will cause us to “rise and stand upright” (v.8).
I’m tempted to think that, somehow, it must have been “simpler” in ancient times. But I guess that’s at the heart of any “day of trouble.” That somehow, the current “day of trouble” is the most troubling yet. That somehow trusting in the name of the LORD there and then was easier than it is here and now. That the bottom line of faith may need some supplementing in the complicated, nuanced, post-modern, post-truth, techno-media driven 21st century.
Or, maybe not.
As I’m chewing on simply trusting in the name of the LORD our God, a song comes to mind. Written almost 50 years ago, it too reminds me of a simpler age. Simple music, simple lyrics, evoking a nostalgic remembrance of the “good old days” when a phone was actually just a phone. Pulled up a 1983 performance of the song — talk about a blast from the past. Jesus is the answer for the world today . . . Above Him there’s no other, Jesus is the way . . . (you can pull it up here).
Jesus is the answer. Sounds trite to some. The more cynical might say, “Yeah? What’s the question?” But I’m reminded this morning, “Doesn’t matter.”
He is the answer. The redeeming work of the cross is what’s needed. The reconciling work of Lamb of God given as the once for all peace offering, removing the enmity of sin between man and God, is the only way to peace between men. The regenerating work of being born again is the only thing to restore a recognition of transcendent, absolute moral truth. Thinking that it doesn’t matter how complex the question is, the answer, simple or not, is still, “Jesus!”
Deploy your chariots. Take prudent measures with your horses. Engage in the public square. Be “prepared to make a defense to anyone who asks you for a reason for the hope that is in you” (1Pet. 3:15). But at the end of the day (and at the beginning), call out in simple prayer about complex matters.
Standing firm in the hope of this simple truth — our trust is in the name of the LORD our God.
In need of His grace. In anticipation of His glory.