Wednesday, 26 March 2008

The Finitude Of Man

I understand that matter can be changed
To energy; that maths can integrate
The complex quantum jumps that must relate
The fusion of the stars to history’s page.
I understand that God in every age
Is Lord of all; that matter can’t dictate;
That stars and quarks and all things intricate
Perform his word—including fool and sage.
But knowing God is not to know like God;
And science is a quest in infancy.
Still more: transcendence took on flesh and blood:
I do not understand how this can be.
The more my mind is stretched to understand,
The more it learns the finitude of man.

"The Finitude Of Man" by DA Carson

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Listening to: Led Zeppelin - Kashmir
via FoxyTunes

Thursday, 13 March 2008

One Hundred & Twenty Four

As part of my time alone with God, I often read and pray my way through a Psalm. I find Psalms such an uplifting and encouraging book - a place where the heart of man and the heart of God meet.

This morning I was reading Psalm 124, which is a Psalm of David. Its whole theme is remembrance - remembering what has gone before, and remembering how God has delivered David throughout his life. Its modern equivalent could be a verse from Amazing Grace:

"Through many dangers, toils and snares,

I have already come;

'Tis grace has brought me safe thus far,

And grace will lead me home."

There is something about many of the hymns that capture and express things our modern day praise and worship songs don't. Perhaps there are many reasons for that. But I'm not writing about the need for us to rediscover many of the old hymns (although I think we would do well too).

I want to write about verse 8.

Psalm 124:8

One sentence.

"Our help is in the name of the Lord, who made heaven and earth."

The previous verses in the Psalm have been a celebration of the protection and deliverance of God. This one sentence stands like the conclusion to the Psalm.

The answer to the equation, if you will.

David's help is in the name of the Lord. What does this mean?

Names are personal.

Names say something about you.

Names 'define' you.

Most of us know what our names mean. My first name means 'strong' or 'precious' - which are, of course, both so apt. My surname means 'dweller on a hill' which is perhaps less apt!

Anyhow, our parents gave us our names so their definitions might not be wholly accurate.

Except God's.

Because, you see, God named himself. He chose his own name. And he is never wrong. Nor does he lie.

So when God says he is Jehovah Jireh - The God Who Provides - he will!

When God says he is Jehovah Tsidkenu - The Lord Our Righteousness - he means it.

I wonder if knowing the names of God gave David great comfort when he prayed. The same can be true for us.

As a reminder of to whom we speak.

As a remembrance of what he has done in the past.

And as a catalyst of faith for the present and future.

See, even in this verse David reminded himself that God was Creator - he made the heavens and the earth. And because he made them, they were subject to him.

Everything.

EVERYTHING.

The heavens - the unseen, the spiritual realm, the non-physical. He commands it.

The earth - the seen, the material world, the physical. He commands it.

Perhaps there are things in your life right now that you cannot see, but threaten you. He reigns over them.

Perhaps there are things in your life that you can see, and they oppose you. He reigns over them too.

Let me encourage you to take this opportunity to learn some of the names of God (found here) and in doing so, learn more about God. Then as you keep seeking him, confident in who he is because he has shared his names with you, I'm sure you will have stories of where you learn firsthand that he is indeed who he says he is.

Just like David.

Just like Psalm 124.

Thursday, 6 March 2008

Thirty-Four

I love Psalm 34. Its so real, much like the whole of Psalms. No religion or token prayers here. Just honest, frank and raw emotion.

God knows that sometimes I get scared. Scared of events of my past. Scared of circumstances in the present. Or scared of things in my future. This Psalms answer for my fears?

Keep seeking God.

Keep pleading, begging, telling, confessing, asking.

Keep seeking.

He will answer. He does hear, and he does know. And he will deliver me.

I found out that the Hebrew word for 'deliver' here means 'to snatch away.' Its like being dragged away from harm at the last minute.

God loves rescuing me. He loves being the knight in shining armour. He loves being the hero.

I think God keeps rescuing and delivering me because he loves me. But also because it gives him the chance to show me that he really, really is God. If I'm honest, I tend to forget - or only pay him lip service. But God knows I can only walk through this life by having both my eyes fixed firmly on him, irrespective of what's happening outside of me. Perhaps that's another way of describing faith.

I walk that much closer to God when I know I need rescuing. And I've been saved for never-ending relationship, haven't I?

I think far too highly of myself. I can see that with how I handle my money, or my time, or my prayerlessness, or how I am with other people. But in those painful epiphanies, where I realise I'm at the end of myself, God loves to step in. Sadly, it doesn't take much before I'm living all self-sufficiently again!

Yet, despite my fragility, frailness and fallibility, Jesus promised to never leave me or forsake me. And he says it in this Psalm.

When I stop navel-gazing in the middle of my very own little pity-party, I can look around at so much in my life and remember just how kind He has been to be.

He has got me through so many scrapes - and many of them of my own making! I'm so much safer by his side, walking in step with him. Has he ever let me down?

No.

Have I let him down?

Continually.

But he's still got open arms, an open heart and an open heaven for me. That's grace - God's undeserved kindness.

Grace holds. Grace keeps. Grace stays. Grace remains.

I think I have learnt the most about the grace and goodness of God when I've come to the end of myself. When I've said in my heart of hearts "I can't go on."

"I can't do this"

"I don't know anymore"

Its almost like my gracious deliverer says 'enough is enough' and steps in to change things as only he can do.

Jesus said that knowing God would never be easy. I'm to carry my crosses. I'm to deny myself. I am following someone who doesn't always tell me where he is leading me. I'm to lose my life!

I'm in a battle - against society and the world; against the unredeemed drives and desires that still taint me, and against a murderer and liar who hates me.

But grace upholds and sustains me.

God cares for me.

Often I fail him; but grace never fails me.

Grace tells me - no, it shows me - that it doesn't matter whether I have two hands on God or not

Because He always has two hands on me.

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