For this
week's journal entry I chose the fifteenth Psalm.
This is a particularly short Psalm and with my work and family schedule
it was an appropriate choice in order to give the proper effort. The Word of God always surprises me in one
way or another. Sometimes it is the
content itself that simply stands out as obvious and convicting at other times
the marvel of specific conversation reaches out to me from the pages. This experience was no different as it became
clear that my reading of the Word is insufficient and then this was reaffirmed
in the most gentle of ways.

"Lord, who may dwell in your
sacred tent? Who may live on your holy mountain?" (Psalm 15:1) There is nothing that makes sense to my
understanding why this sentence read completely different than it ever had
before. The question just continued to
be asked in my head during and after each read through. Usually the things that stand out to me are
statements like the next verse that tell us only the righteous or those who are
blameless. These immediately convict me
to guilt as there is a part of myself that believes that this righteous life is
not too far from my grasp. Yet, the
crushing realization of a life that is falling short settles in pretty
quickly.
The question becomes all the more
convincing as I wonder sincerely who could possibly live in God's sacred tents
or on His mountain? It amplifies the
principal of God's grace and that it was ever present in the Old Testament era
as well. Without a Savior, without a
redeemer and an advocate how could I even hope to live in His tent? It is holy and perfect and free from the
things that plague my very nature. It is
hard to put into words just how important it is to be grateful for not just the
things that I have or even for my family but that I have this exact hope that I
too will be in that tent and on that mountain because of my redeemer Jesus who
is my Lord.
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