Thursday, March 4, 2010

When I sit down and when I rise up

The Psalms have always been one of my favorite books of the Bible. Each song is so beautiful and has touched my life in so many different ways. I love the psalms because it expresses ranges of emotion and deep truth on the greatness of God. The Psalm writers can go from rejoicing, thanksgiving and worship to confessing sin and fear. These emotions strike close to my heart. One of my all-time favorite is Psalm 139. My mom had me and my sister memorize this and it has always spoken to me.
O LORD, you have searched me and known me! 2You know when I sit down and when I rise up;
you discern my thoughts from afar.
3You search out my path and my lying down
and are acquainted with all my ways.
4Even before a word is on my tongue,
behold, O LORD, you know it altogether.
5You hem me in, behind and before,
and lay your hand upon me.
6Such knowledge is too wonderful for me;
it is high; I cannot attain it.

7Where shall I go from your Spirit?
Or where shall I flee from your presence?
8 If I ascend to heaven, you are there!
If I make my bed in Sheol, you are there!
9If I take the wings of the morning
and dwell in the uttermost parts of the sea,
10even there your hand shall lead me,
and your right hand shall hold me.
11If I say, "Surely the darkness shall cover me,
and the light about me be night,"
12 even the darkness is not dark to you;
the night is bright as the day,
for darkness is as light with you.

13For you formed my inward parts;
you knitted me together in my mother’s womb.

14I praise you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made. Wonderful are your works;
my soul knows it very well.
15 My frame was not hidden from you when I was being made in secret,
intricately woven in the depths of the earth.
16Your eyes saw my unformed substance; in your book were written, every one of them,
the days that were formed for me,
when as yet there was none of them.

17How precious to me are your thoughts, O God!
How vast is the sum of them!
18 If I would count them, they are more than the sand.
I awake, and I am still with you.

19Oh that you would slay the wicked, O God!
O men of blood, depart from me!
20They speak against you with malicious intent;
your enemies take your name in vain!
21 Do I not hate those who hate you, O LORD?
And do I not loathe those who rise up against you?
22I hate them with complete hatred;
I count them my enemies.

23Search me, O God, and know my heart!
Try me and know my thoughts!
24And see if there be any grievous way in me,
and lead me in the way everlasting!

What a unbelievably beautiful picture of God's love. He knows everything about me. That so beautiful and reassuring in a world where everything about you is measured, examined and criticized. God already knows, we have nothing to hide. But this truth can also be terrifying...God knows everything about me; He knows my every thought. This chapter just reinforces how desperately I need Jesus. How much I need his grace. I can't hide from his presence or be "good enough" to be accepted. It is all a gift of grace. "For it is by grace you have been saved, through faith--and this not from yourselves, it is the gift of God--not by works, so that no one can boast." Ephesians 2:8-9

I love the last verse of Psalm 139, "And see if there be any grievous way in me, and lead me in the way everlasting!" How amazing is it to know that God knows me intimately, he saved me by his blood because of his mercy, and he is leading me in the way everlasting. This promise is reinforced in Philippians 1:6, "And I am sure of this, that he who began a good work in you will bring it to completion at the day of Jesus Christ."

My Lord knows me, he knows when I sit down and rise up, he knows my thoughts, he knows the words before I speak, and he is leading me in the way everlasting. I serve a great God.

1 comment:

  1. Leta Vital MyersMarch 5, 2010 at 2:30 PM

    Ps 139 is a favorite of mine ,too. Some years ago, on our Christmas vacation to Florida, my mom and your mom's mom,( Aunt Lois, to me,) had all of us kids read and memorize Ps139 every am before we could leave for the beach. Uncle Gordie and My dad would patiently wait, as we kids memorized it , a little every day.We grumbled (alittle) but by the end of the 2 weeks or so , we all learned it,quite painlessly, too!! I guess your mom passed that blessing along!!