It Reaches to the Heavens

David knew well the lengths to which “transgression speaks to the wicked deep in his heart.” He knew it from his personal experience and failure; he knew it from the hands of his enemies before whom “there is no fear of God.” Thus, he opens the song we know as Psalm 36 with a chorus which laments “trouble and deceit” from those who have “ceased to act wisely and do good.” The lyrics are dark. The music, I imagine, either foreboding or melancholy.

But then, in verse 5, he switches it up, transitioning from a minor key to the major scale.

Your steadfast love, O LORD, extends to the heavens,
 Your faithfulness to the clouds.
Your righteousness is like the mountains of God;
 Your judgments are like the great deep; man and beast You save, O LORD.

(Psalm 36:5-6 ESV)

Your love O LORD reaches to the heavens! (I never fail to hear Third Day when I read this psalm).

And while steadfast love that reaches to the heavens is beyond defining in just a few words (not even in a few million words), the songwriter gives a snapshot of one facet of how exquisite (MSG) the love of God is.

How precious is Your steadfast love, O God!
 The children of mankind take refuge in the shadow of Your wings.
They feast on the abundance of Your house,
 and You give them drink from the river of Your delights.

(Psalm 36:7-8 ESV)

Those are the verses I’m hovering over this morning, chewing on the shadow of Your wings . . . the abundance of Your house . . . and the river of Your delights.

The shadow of His wings . . . so expansive that each morning — whether they know it or not, whether they acknowledge it or not — the children of mankind fall under its protection. Every day before them which ends up being a day behind them is a day the inhabitants of the earth have known a divine protection extended to them by the common grace of the God of all the earth. How big is the steadfast love of the Lord? Pretty big! It reaches to the heavens.

The abundance of His house . . . He sets before all who would come a banqueting table unlike any other. Freely offering the Bread of Life (Jn. 6:35) and the fruit of righteousness (Php. 1:11) for all who hear Him knock and open the door accepting His invitation to eat with them (Rev. 3:20). His love reaches to the heavens.

The river of His delights . . . When God fills the cup, He fills it to overflowing for those ready to taste and see that the Lord is good (Ps. 34:8). The floodgates opened, unleashing springs of living water (Jn. 4:10, 7:38). By faith, taking sons and daughters born again of the Spirit and hooking them up, as it were, to the fire hose of His delights and good pleasures. His love reaches to the heavens.

How precious is Your steadfast love, O God!

But wait . . . there’s more . . . you ain’t seen nothing yet.

The degree to which we’ve known the presence of the shadow; to which we’ve eaten at His table and been filled; to which we’ve drank of living water and had our thirst quenched while here on earth, is but a small foretaste of what awaits the child of God when faith gives way to sight. Then the shadow of His wings will give way to the drive-you-to-your-face glory of the majesty of the God whose glory fills heaven’s temple (Isa. 6:1). There the feast will take the form of a marriage supper, when the Lamb welcomes home His bride bought by His blood (Rev. 19:6-9), and no one ever goes hungry again. And there we will drink, and drink deeply — for the Lamb will shepherd His people to springs of eternal water (Rev. 7:17).

The shadow of Your wings . . . the abundance of Your house . . . the river of Your delights.

How precious is Your steadfast love, O God!

It reaches to the heavens.

By Your grace. For Your glory.

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Your People! No, Your People.

“The LORD used to speak to Moses face to face, as a man speaks to his friend” (Ex. 33:11). Scripture testifies that this was the unique relationship between the Creator and this particular image-bearer. Like neighbors might over a backyard fence, they’d interact within a holy tent. On matters of common care and concern they’d counsel together. And sometimes it could get a little testy, as it might between friends. Case in point, a conversation about a golden calf and what to do about it.

It’s a good thing that Moses wasn’t omnipresent and omniscient and thus couldn’t see what the LORD saw. That, when he interceded with the LORD over God’s reaction to the god-making project going on in the camp, he didn’t see as the LORD had seen; the out-of-control feasting and partying, the idol-worshiping induced revelry. When God saw the depths of the people’s sin while together with Moses on the mount, His wrath burned hot (Ex. 32:10-11). Later, when Moses descended the mountain and witnessed what was happening firsthand, his anger would “burn hot” too (Ex. 32:19). Had Moses been fully able to conceive of what was going on in the camp while on the mount, I wonder how ready he would have been to step up as their mediator. But he hadn’t experienced the fullness of their sin as God had, and so he did intercede on the people’s behalf. And it’s in that conversation where I wonder at the manner in which Moses, in a sense, holds God to His word.

And the LORD said to Moses, “Go down, for your people, whom you brought up out of the land of Egypt, have corrupted themselves. They have turned aside quickly out of the way that I commanded them. They have made for themselves a golden calf and have worshiped it and sacrificed to it and said, ‘These are your gods, O Israel, who brought you up out of the land of Egypt!'” And the LORD said to Moses, “I have seen this people, and behold, it is a stiff-necked people. Now therefore let Me alone, that My wrath may burn hot against them and I may consume them, in order that I may make a great nation of you.”

But Moses implored the LORD his God and said, “O LORD, why does Your wrath burn hot against Your people, whom You have brought out of the land of Egypt with great power and with a mighty hand?”

(Exodus 32:7-11 ESV)

Your people . . . that’s the phrase that caught my attention this morning.

Says God to Moses, “These are your people who you brought out of Egypt who have corrupted themselves.” Moses, respectfully I’m sure (how else do you speak to a consuming fire?), counters, “Uh, not really . . . these are actually Your people, Lord, whom You have brought out of Egypt.”

Yeah, they were, in fact, God’s people. Promised to Abraham, redeemed by blood. Once in slavery, rescued in power. Stiff-necked, yet secured through unrelenting steadfast love.

Moses, the intercessor, has a face-to-face conversation with the God who has bound Himself by covenant to a people whose hearts remain inclined toward idolatry, toward worshiping a created thing rather than the Creator. And so, Moses reminds the LORD, they’re Your people. Not my people, says Moses, but the people of Your promise, Your provision, and Your power to forgive, and forgive again.

And the LORD relented from the disaster that He had spoken of bringing on His people.

(Exodus 32:14 ESV)

The God of grace had, before the foundation of the earth, determined a way to justly withhold His burning hot wrath from a people who deserved it. And He had ordained that a mediator would remind Him of it, that there would be one who interceded on behalf of His people.

We have such a mediator. One better than Moses. One where the conversation might go something like this.

The Father: Your people have sinned, yielded again to idolatry, deserving the just, burning hot wrath of a holy, holy, holy God.

The Son: Yes Father, they are My people. Bought with My blood and sealed with My Spirit. Forgive them for Your great Name’s sake . . . again. Because of the finished work of My cross, hear once more their prayers of confession and lead them once again in the way of repentance. Restore to them the joy of their salvation. For they are Our people.

Yes, we are.

And Jesus always lives to make intercession for us (Heb. 7:25). For His people.

People saved . . . and being saved . . . by grace alone. People saved . . . and being saved . . . for God’s glory alone.

Amen?

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Delivered Many Times

It’s the kind of good news which, while you’re glad to hear it, in a way you’d rather not hear it. The promise of a good outcome sourced in another promise of a less than desirable reality. Something to look forward to even through you sort of dread having to look forward to it. After all, when all is said and done, who wants to have to be delivered many times?

When the righteous cry for help, the LORD hears
 and delivers them out of all their troubles.
The LORD is near to the brokenhearted
 and saves the crushed in spirit.
Many are the afflictions of the righteous,
 but the LORD delivers him out of them all.

He keeps all his bones;
 not one of them is broken.

(Psalm 34:17-20 ESV)

The “inspiration” for this song of David? My bible says it’s when David “changed his behavior before Abimelech, so that he drove him out, and he went away” . . . aka, when David had to act like a loony-tune in front of an enemy king, pretending to be a madman and drooling all over himself, so that everyone would think he was too crazy to care about (talk about your less than best moment). On the run from Saul, the king of your people . . . ending up in front a Philistine king, the enemy of your people . . . what’s a guy gonna do? Commence drooling . . . and praying. For when the righteous cry for help, the LORD hears and delivers them out of all their troubles.

Praise God for deliverance! Good to know the LORD is near to those who are desperate. Yes and amen! That’s good news.

But who wants to keep being in situations where they need to experience that good news over and over again? Who wants to repeatedly find themselves desperately needing to “take refuge in Him” so that they might repeatedly “taste and see that the LORD is good” (Ps. 34:8)? Who looks forward to the thought of having to be delivered many times?

But says the songwriter to the righteous, many are the afflictions of the righteous. How’s that for a promise to claim? And just so we’re not thinking that in the original language “many” doesn’t really mean many — it does. As in, much, abounding in, more in number than, abundant. Heavy sigh.

Honestly, at this stage in my life, I had thought things would have gotten somewhat easier. Not really. And yet, I’m not complaining (most of the time). For without the Psalm 34:19a part of the promise, I would not know the Psalm 32:19b part of the promise — the LORD delivers him out of them all. O taste and see that the LORD is good!

Every desperate situation is an opportunity to know the presence and power of the Deliverer — the Redeemer who led you out of Egypt, the Rescuer who freed you from bondage. The prize in every pressure situation — situations where you’re brokenhearted and crushed in spirit — is the prize of drawing near to, and finding refuge in the Savior who draws near to you. Every hard thing endured is another thing which helps you know Jesus more deeply.

Oh, and speaking of Jesus . . . Did you notice the Messianic reference in the last part of the promise, the part about no bones being broken (see John 19:33-36)? Jesus, our Deliver. Jesus, the defining source of what it means to be righteous. Jesus, who knew affliction upon affliction so that He might be acquainted with our reality, “made like His brothers and sisters in every respect, so that He might become a merciful and faithful High Priest” (Heb. 2:17).

Jesus, who said,

” In the world you will have tribulation. But take heart; I have overcome the world.”

(John 16:33b ESV)

Jesus, the LORD who delivers us out of them all.

Again, and again.

Delivered many times.

By His grace. For His glory.

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No Glory, No Beauty

“Clothes make the man.” The saying’s been around awhile. Given the state of our fashion industry — whether that’s a formal tux or a “pre-shredded” jeans — I’m thinking this age-old proverb still holds some sway. This past weekend went to an open-air shopping mall in San Diego with three of my girls. Look at the mall’s directory, and of the 171 stores there 93 are categorized as fashion retailers (that doesn’t include the larger department stores). Whole lot to choose from. After all, clothes make the man, garments say something about the girl.

And as I read in Exodus this morning, the old adage holds true — at least in one particular case.

“Then bring near to you Aaron your brother, and his sons with him, from among the people of Israel, to serve Me as priests —  Aaron and Aaron’s sons, Nadab and Abihu, Eleazar and Ithamar. And you shall make holy garments for Aaron your brother, for glory and for beauty.”
. . .
“For Aaron’s sons you shall make coats and sashes and caps. You shall make them for glory and beauty. And you shall put them on Aaron your brother, and on his sons with him, and shall anoint them and ordain them and consecrate them, that they may serve Me as priests.”

(Exodus 28:1-2, 40-41 ESV)

For those called to minister before the LORD in the holy place, not just any wardrobe would do. Their garments would be special garments. What they wore would make a statement. What they wore would be unlike what anyone else wore. Their apparel would be holy apparel. Their clothes would be consecrated clothes. Their clothes would be for glory and for beauty.

Makes sense. Not that they were dressing up just so they could be putting on the Ritz, but that what they wore would say something about who they were and what they were doing. They were priests before the Most High God. They were entrants into His holy presence. They brought the people before God. They represented God before the people. You better believe not just any old clothes would do. And so, what the LORD commanded Moses to have tailored for His priests was something that would speak glory and beauty.

It’s got me thinking about my High Priest, the Lord Jesus, and what He wore (or didn’t wear) when He left the Father’s presence in order to dwell among us.

Who has believed what he has heard from us? And to whom has the arm of the LORD been revealed? For He grew up before Him like a young plant, and like a root out of dry ground; He had no form or majesty that we should look at Him, and no beauty that we should desire Him.

(Isaiah 53:1-2 ESV)

No glory, no beauty. That’s how Jesus presented when He entered our world. He took off His garments of glory when He was born in the likeness of man. He emptied Himself of His resplendent beauty when He assumed the form of a servant. For though He is the great High Priest, He came to offer Himself as a once for all sacrifice.

“Behold the Lamb of God who takes away the sin of the world!”

(John 1:29 ESV)

No form or majesty that we should look at Him . . . no beauty that we should desire Him. The clothes He wore at His first coming did not make the Man, for the Man willingly putting off His heavenly garb. Clothed with humility, not arrayed in glory. So that “being found in human form, He humbled Himself by becoming obedient to the point of death, even death on a cross” (Php. 2:8).

Hallelujah! What a Savior!

What grace! What beauty! What glory!

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Reject Equine Tendencies

As I work through my daily reading plan, one of the things I’m watching for are commands to obey. This morning, I found one.

Be not like a horse or a mule . . .

(Psalm 32:9a ESV)

How’s that for a command to obey? At first blush, it seems pretty simple to comply with — after all, my genetic pool isn’t equine. But chew on it a bit in the context of the David’s full song and maybe (actually, pretty likely) it’s not the gimme I’d like to think it to be.

David’s song is a “Try it! You’ll like it!” song. Set to an “I was blessed, you can be blessed too” melody. What did he experience? Forgiveness.

Blessed is the one whose transgression is forgiven,
 whose sin is covered.
Blessed is the man against whom the LORD counts no iniquity,
 and in whose spirit there is no deceit.

(Psalm 32:1-2 ESV)

David had experienced the divine blessing of sins forgiven, of sins covered, of sins no longer counted against him. The blessing of realizing a burden lifted, for when he tried to hide his sin from God, when he tried to ignore it and keep silent about it, “my bones wasted away through all my groaning all day long” (Ps. 32:3). (There’s not a more miserable saint than a saint who’s not dealing with their sin.)

The alternative to keeping silent about his sin?

I acknowledged my sin to You,
 and I did not cover my iniquity;
I said, “I will confess my transgressions to the LORD,”
 and You forgave the iniquity of my sin. Selah

(Psalm 32:5 ESV)

I acknowledged it . . . I didn’t try to cover it up . . . I confessed it . . . and You forgave it.

And I was blessed, says David.

David’s conclusion? You can be blessed too.

Therefore let everyone who is godly
 offer prayer to You at a time when You may be found;
surely in the rush of great waters,
 they shall not reach him.

(Psalm 32:6 ESV)

I prayed, sings David, you pray too. I acknowledged my sin, you should acknowledge yours also. I refused to cover my transgressions through self-justification, instead placing myself under the cover of a cross-bought justification, you should do likewise. I talked to God about my iniquity, you should talk to Him about yours as well. Now is the time for sins to be dealt with, not when the floodgates of judgment are opened.

That’s when I encountered the command to obey.

Be not like a horse or a mule,
 without understanding,
which must be curbed with bit and bridle,
 or it will not stay near you.

(Psalm 32:9 ESV)

Reject equine tendencies. Don’t be like a wild stallion that needs to be broken. Don’t be like a stubborn donkey that needs to be forced into compliance. Instead, repent, pray, confess, and ask for forgiveness — willingly, humbly, contritely, submissively. And confidently — for, “if we confess our sins, He is faithful and just to forgive us our sins and to cleanse us from all unrighteousness” (1Jn. 1:9).

Be blessed or be broken? How do I want to feel inside? Repent or reject? How do I want to deal with the guilt inside? Cover it up or be covered? How do I want to stand before the God who knows me inside?

Don’t be like a horse. Don’t be like a mule.

Hmm . . . think I’m gonna take this command to obey to heart.

By His grace. For His glory.

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Little By Little

It isn’t a term for the impatient. Not something you want to press upon the avidly ambitious. Somewhat out of sync with our instant gratification nature. But it’s a phrase that’s caught my attention and one that, as I chew on it a bit, seems to be the normative way of God.

And I will send hornets before you, which shall drive out the Hivites, the Canaanites, and the Hittites from before you. I will not drive them out from before you in one year, lest the land become desolate and the wild beasts multiply against you. Little by little I will drive them out from before you, until you have increased and possess the land.

(Exodus 23:28-30 ESV)

Little by little . . . Noodle on that.

The land was theirs. Promised to Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob. A done deal. Taking possession of it was as certain as was their deliverance from Egypt. It was gonna happen. What God begins; God finishes (Php. 1:6). But it was gonna happen little by little.

Practically it wouldn’t have made sense to entirely empty the land first and then move the people in. There was infrastructure to be maintained — cities and towns to be kept from falling into ruin and fields needing to be tended in order to maintain their fruitfulness — while the people of God settled into, and grew into, the expanse of all that had been promised them. No, God in His wisdom and for His purposes knew that the possessing of the promised land would need to be a little by little thing.

Little by little . . .

God can do whatever He wants to do however He wants to do it, but I’m thinking that little by little may be the normative approach for the people of God receiving the promises of God. That we aren’t rescued from the slavery of sin one moment and then walking in practical sanctification the next. That there needs to be increase in order to fully possess. That we need to patiently grow in order to practically know “what God has prepared for those who love Him” (1Cor. 2:9).

Little by little . . .

Knowing the fullness of what’s promised is going to take some faithfulness to the process. We need to learn how to put on the new man (to put on the new woman) while gaining experience with doing battle against the flesh through the power of the Spirit.

Little by little . . .

It’s a faith thing. Especially when we inevitably experience the failure thing. When we encounter those inevitable times when we seem to be losing ground and need to realize afresh that the only solid ground we have to stand on is the ground at the foot of the cross — the ground of the gospel.

Little by little . . .

By His grace. For His glory.

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Where Grumbling Abounds . . .

Chewing on Exodus 16 this morning, and there’s repetition — boy, is there repetition.

The newly delivered-from-Egypt, on-their-way-to-the-land-promised people of God, being fresh off of walking through a walled-up Red Sea, find what you’re gonna find in the wilderness, the land between deliverance and promise. And what’s that? Not much. After all, it’s the wilderness.

They’ve seen the mighty hand of God deliver from slavery. They’ve walked under the glory of the cloud by day and the pillar of fire by night. But they should know that leaving the land of what was doesn’t automatically and immediately put you in the land of what will be. So, the wilderness should be a place to be expected, a place to trust in the LORD who walked you out of Egypt and has said He would walk with you into a land of promise. But instead of trusting, what do they do? They grumble.

Eight times, in Exodus 16, the reader is told, and told again, that the people grumbled. What’s more, and kind of ominously, four times it’s ensured that we know that the LORD heard their grumbling. Uh oh!

They’re grumbling. He’s hearing. Is the hammer coming? Cue the Jaws music.

And then I read this, the LORD’s response to His people’s grumbling:

I have heard the grumbling of the people of Israel. Say to them, ‘At twilight you shall eat meat, and in the morning you shall be filled with bread. Then you shall know that I am the LORD your God.'”

(Exodus 16:12 ESV)

I have heard the grumbling . . . you shall be filled. Wanna talk about grace? That’s grace. (Pull out the brown colored-pencil and shade it.)

Wanna know something about the God who delivers with a mighty hand? Well, as Moses will discover up close and personal in a few chapters, He is “a God merciful and gracious, slow to anger, and abounding in steadfast love and faithfulness” (Ex. 34:6).

It’s not grace just so empty bellies might be filled, but grace so newly redeemed souls might know more fully the nature of their Redeemer. Filled with bread in order to know that I am the LORD your God. Grace for our good. But also grace for His glory.

Wilderness wanderers — especially those new to the wilderness — are gonna be tempted to grumble. Even veteran sojourners will, at times, succumb to weary whining. But blessed are those who hunger, for they shall be filled. Sure, better to taste the LORD is good when we’re trusting, but what of a God who provides bread from heaven even when we’re grumbling on earth? How gracious is that? Pretty gracious!

Oh, to grumble less and trust more. To look confidently to my Deliverer when the desert’s particularly dry, and not to long again for Egypt and crave the fake food of the world.

But to also know that whether I’m faithful or faltering, my God is always faithful and that those He has delivered from death He will deliverer to life, and life abundantly.

Thank God that where grumbling abounds, grace does more abound.

Not to be cavalier in our testing, but to have confidence in His trustworthiness.

Not to presume on His goodness, but to rest in the gospel.

The good news of grace. And grace for His glory.

Amen?

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The Cry of Deliverance in Its Fullness

Flying down to the Golden State tomorrow morning to see kids and grandkids, so decided on doing a double reading in my reading plan this morning. It bore the unexpected fruit of picking up on one of those repetitive drumbeats often found in Scripture. An echo which reminds me that deliverance from one master is really for the purpose of serving another.

Ask someone who’s read Exodus (or has watched Charlton Heston in “The Ten Commandments”) what Moses’ ask was of Pharaoh and most are gonna be pretty quick to quote that famous line, “Let My people go!” And they’d be right. Mostly.

This morning, I’m chewing on the reason behind the ask.

Then the LORD said to Moses, “Go in to Pharaoh and say to him, ‘Thus says the LORD, the God of the Hebrews, “Let my people go, that they may serve Me.” ‘ ”

(Exodus 9:1 ESV)

Encountered that they may serve Me three times this morning. That’s three of the six times it is spoken by Moses’ during his showdown with Pharaoh. Three times that arrested my attention and reminded me that while salvation is about freedom, that freedom is found in serving the Lord.

Let My people go isn’t just about being delivered from the tyranny of a wicked taskmaster. It’s also about being delivered unto the rule of the True Master. It’s about having ownership transferred and becoming the servant of Someone else (1Cor. 7:22, Gal. 1:10, 1Pet. 2:16). Not about being released from bondage in order to serve myself but being bought with a price so that I’m no longer my own and now belong to Another (1Cor. 6:19-20).

But at its core, the servanthood of deliverance is different. I was reminded of this too in another reading this morning.

“Come to Me, all who labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest. Take My yoke upon you, and learn from Me, for I am gentle and lowly in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For My yoke is easy, and My burden is light.” ~ Jesus

(Matthew 11:28-30 ESV)

My Deliverer is now my Master. My Redeemer, now my Lord. But my Savior is also a Shepherd.

My task is to trust Him as He leads so that I might know His rest. A rest found in taking upon myself His yoke which is easy and knowing that whatever “burden” he calls me to bear will be light, for He bears it with me. Saved from slavery in order to serve Another. Saved for my good but saved for His glory.

“Let my people go, that they may serve Me.”

That’s the cry of deliverance in its fullness. The cry of deliverance which leads to flourishing.

Deliverance by His grace. Deliverance for His glory.

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For You I Wait

It really couldn’t have gone any worse. The people believed Moses when he told them that “the LORD had visited the people of Israel and that He had seen their affliction” (Ex. 4:31a). They bought into the plan, Moses and Aaron would go to Pharaoh and tell him to let God’s people go. They started thinking about what they’d need to pack for their journey to the promised land. “Finally!”, they thought. “This is it!”, they thought. “Let’s get going!”, they thought. “This is going to be great!”, they thought. And so, “they bowed their heads and worshiped” (Ex. 4:31b). But things didn’t quite go as anticipated.

Moses and Aaron went to Pharaoh. The ask was made. The ask was refused. The ask resulted in greater hardship than anyone could have imagined. While making a daily quota of bricks for the Egyptians with the straw they provided was hard labor, being expected to make that same quota without being given straw was unfathomably ludicrous. And then to be beaten for missing quota!?! So much for the plan.

Thus, whereas before the people had believed Moses, they now berated him, “The LORD look on you and judge, because you have made us stink in the sight of Pharaoh and his servants, and have put a sword in their hand to kill us” (Ex. 5:21).

So, you can hardly blame Moses when he has questions of his own.

Then Moses turned to the LORD and said, “O Lord, why have You done evil to this people? Why did You ever send me? For since I came to Pharaoh to speak in Your name, he has done evil to this people, and You have not delivered Your people at all.”

(Exodus 5:22-23 ESV)

Moses was a theologically astute servant — God was sovereign and God was all-powerful and thus what had just happened with Pharaoh was God’s doing. Moses was an obedient servant — though a reluctant recruit at first, nevertheless he obediently submitted to his recruiting and went and did as he was told to do by God. Moses was a confused servant — he had gone to Pharaoh according to plan, but the plan bombed. Moses was also an honest servant — “Lord, You have not delivered. Lord, why?”

Relatable? I’m thinkin’ . . .

Not that many of us are called to confront political powers with audacious asks, but all of us are called to navigate this world with the ways of the kingdom. To walk a path which, at the least, seems often a half-bubble off plumb and which, more often than not, seems like swimming upstream. But the calling comes with a promise. A promise that deliverance is waiting. That the work begun will be the work finished. That the world we’re to leave will be replaced by a better world. But when things don’t play out how we thought they should have been planned out, can’t we relate to Moses’ confusion and to his question? ”Lord, why?”

Read also in Psalm 25 this morning. And the dots that get connected for me are that often God’s response to my “Why?” is to “Wait!”

To You, O LORD, I lift up my soul. O my God, in You I trust; let me not be put to shame; let not my enemies exult over me. Indeed, none who wait for You shall be put to shame . . .

Lead me in Your truth and teach me, for You are the God of my salvation; for You I wait all the day long. . .

Oh, guard my soul, and deliver me! Let me not be put to shame, for I take refuge in You. May integrity and uprightness preserve me, for I wait for You.

(Psalm 25:1-3a, 5, 20-21 ESV)

Why, Lord? Wait.

Why, Lord? Hang on, linger, keep expecting. Tarry, be patient. The promise is sure. Joy comes in the morning (Ps. 30:5). You just don’t know when the morning’s gonna be.

The “what” is certain. The “how” is often a mystery. Thus the “why” is understandable. But knowing “Who” — trusting God, finding refuge in Him even as we look to Him for His deliverance — is what makes possible the “wait.”

Relatable? Like I said, I’m thinkin’ . . .

For You I wait.

By Your grace. For Your glory.

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Gen S (A 2018 Remix)

From year to year, it’s pretty infrequent that I remember this year how a passage hit me in previous years. The nice thing about getting older is that it’s “deja vu all over again” more often than not. But not so when it comes to Psalm 24. I take in the psalm this morning and immediately I’m thinking, “Gen S!” — the Generations that Seeks Him. I’m a boomer, currently we talk a lot about Gen Z, the “zoomers”, oh, but to bepart of that generation marked forever as seekers! So, I went back in the archives and enjoyed some thoughts from 2018. Here they are again with a tweak or two.


I’m a baby boomer. That’s how my generation is referred to by those who talk of the characteristics of people born during certain time periods. And that’s all I had to do to be a baby boomer . . . be born. I cannot not be a baby boomer. I might wanna be cooler and wear a Gen X t-shirt. Or try to be more hip and wear knee-less, tight jeans and think I can roll with Gen Y, the Millennials. Or whip out my electronic device and let others know I’m as with it as one of those Gen Z influencers. But that’s not how it works. I’m part of the generation (and there were a lot of us, hence the “boom”) that was born post-World War II, between 1946 and 1964. So, I’m a baby boomer. Done deal.

But as I’m hovering over Psalm 24 this morning, I’m chewing on another demographic that I’m also part of. And, in a similar way, I’m part of that group through nothing I did or could have done. It isn’t a generation of people I was physically born into, but an ageless, eternal cohort of men and women I was born again into. A generation that I think of as Gen S.

Who shall ascend the hill of the LORD? And who shall stand in His holy place? He who has clean hands and a pure heart, who does not lift up his soul to what is false and does not swear deceitfully. He will receive blessing from the LORD and righteousness from the God of his salvation. Such is the generation of those who seek Him, who seek the face of the God of Jacob. Selah

(Psalm 24:3-6 ESV)

My “people” are those who can ascend the hill of the LORD. Those allowed access to His holy place. Those invited within the veil to behold His glory.

We are distinguished in that we have received blessing from the LORD. In fact, though dwelling on earth, we’ve been blessed with every spiritual blessing in heavenly places (Eph. 1:3). What’s more, we have also received righteousness from our God — a righteousness credited to our account apart from works (Rom. 4:6). Thus, marked as those who seek Him, we might think of ourselves as “Generation Seeker” — as Gen S.

We didn’t earn Gen S status; it was bestowed upon us. Such privileged access before the LORD of all the earth “and the fullness thereof” (24:1), such abundant blessing by the One from whom all blessings flow, is due solely to the fact that we have been counted among those who have clean hands and a pure heart. And this not of ourselves, it too is the gift of God (Eph. 2:8).

Clean hands not because of our goodness and perfection, but hands made clean through the shed blood of Another. A pure heart not of our own making — for naturally, mine was a heart of stone encrusted with sin. Instead, a pure heart because it’s a new heart. Clean hands and a pure heart, gifted by the God or our salvation.

Such is Gen S, the generation of those who seek Him.

We didn’t behave our way into this generation. We were born again into it. Because of the Father’s Sovereign determination. Through the Son’s sacrificial death. By the Spirit’s soul-regenerating dynamic.

Though once lost, we were found. Though once blind, now we see. Though once in bondage to sin, now living in freedom. Though once wandering aimlessly, now seeking the face of God.

We’re part of Gen S. Not because of who we are, but because of what He has done. (Thanx again, Casting Crowns)

We’re members of that generation that seek Him. Not because of what we’ve done, but because of who He is.

Gen S by grace alone. Gen S for His glory alone.

Amen?

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