Psalm 72:18-20 “Blessed be the LORD God, the God of Israel, who only doeth wondrous things. And blessed be his glorious name for ever: and let the whole earth be filled with his glory; Amen, and Amen. The prayers of David the son of Jesse are ended.”
Ever shake a fist toward Heaven?
Ever blame God for the mess you find yourself in?
Have you ever been so angry, you shouted at God?
Some of us may have never… but you wanted to!
Today, I was struck by David’s statement:
“Blessed be the LORD God, the God of Israel, who only doeth wondrous things.”
There have been some things that, in my eyes, weren’t so wondrous. But, God’s Word being true always and forever, I must somehow be in the wrong. Why is that?
I would have to look back at who was doing the speaking – David – the man known as the blessed psalmist, the giant killer, and ‘the man after God’s own heart’. At the end of this psalm in particular, he says:
“The prayers of David the son of Jesse are ended.”
Many of us have come to the end of our rant to God only to realize how selfish we had been; how blinded, or how myopic our view had become.
On one particular occasion, I walked and yelled; walked and cried, and yelled some more. After my anger and tears were spent, I felt as if God was saying; “Are you done now?”
Afterwards, He lovingly showed me that “I” was the one responsible for the mess and that He had never left me – nor would He. Even in the middle of my own, self-made mess; God stayed with me.
Look at Peter…
Jesus prophesied that he would deny Him three times – and he did. Peter must have been devastated! Mary Magdalene had come upon the tomb early in the morning only to find it empty and an angel standing there, waiting for her to deliver the message:
Mark 16:7 “But go your way, tell his disciples and Peter that he goeth before you into Galilee: there shall ye see him, as he said unto you.”
Peter wasn’t feeling much like a disciple after his denial – nor would we.
Is the jury still out on whether or not you’re all in?
In the end, will you be known as a follower of Jesus Christ, or just a fan?
A follower will suffer through a losing season because that’s their team. A fan could take it or leave it. Do we leave following Christ because it gets hard or because it might cost us something?
In the end, what price would I be willing to pay? Could I lay down my life like the martyrs of today who have risked death or imprisonment for their faith?
In the end, I want my Father to be able to look at my life and say;
“Well done, thou good and faithful servant“.
But it starts with knowing that my God ONLY does wondrous things!