Read Psalms 16-18
After Psalms of dizzying
disorientation last week, perhaps wondering, why are we doing this
again?? Wait! Stay with me and read Psalm 16. Slowly savor the first four verses of Psalm
16 with me from the Message translation: “Keep me safe, O God, I’ve run for
dear life to you. (Where and when do you find yourself running for dear
life to God? When and where do we
accept/admit – maybe only to ourselves - our own powerlessness, need for God?) Let’s keep reading, “I say to God, “Be
my Lord!” Without you, nothing makes
sense. And these God-chosen lives all
around— what splendid friends they make! Don’t just go
shopping for a god. Gods are not for sale.” (And yet, how often do commercials and
books and continuing education and even the church make promises that you will
thrive for $19.95?) Let’s keep
reading, “I swear I’ll never treat god-names like brand-names. My choice
is you, God, first and only. And
now I find I’m your choice!”
Pause on this last line because
the Psalmist declares that not only do we have faith in God, God has faith in
us. God is relationship (which is what
the Trinity is all about). God seeks
connection and communion and community. What
would it mean for God to choose you today, right now? How does that feel in your body? What do those words provoke/evoke in your mind
(does your inner critical color commentary want to object to this idea? Do you find yourself resisting thinking this
is all psychological hogwash??). How
does that line, of God choosing you, land in your heart and soul? What would it mean to live from a place where
God chooses you? Sit with me in this
question for a few moments ~ breathing in and out.
Then, as you turn the page to
Psalm 17, the Hebrew hymn writer sings out a heartfelt, honest prayer. The writer takes God at God’s word. If God chooses us, you and me and we, then we
can ask God to listen to us.
Notice how the Psalmist lets loose with how the person feels about enemies
in verse 10-14. The Message translation
has the Psalmist lament that the enemies’ hearts are hard as nails and blast
hot air ~ it is the like the Psalmist just read our newsfeeds! How we can feel chased by those who wish us
ill like lions ready to rip us apart.
Wait. I want you to hear how part
of the human conditions is fear. It is
woven into the original operating system of your brain ~ and it is there to
help protect you. In many ways the fight,
flight, freeze, fawn, and flock part of your brain is good. It keeps you alert and aware. And I think it can also go looking for places
where things are not all chocolate Easter bunnies and pastel prints. Life is beautiful and broken. Life is terrible and tremendous. Life is.
With the psalmist hold your fascinations and fears in this moment. Breathe and be.
Then, read psalm 18 slowly
letting the syllables of God who is wholeness and holiness to enfold us in all
our humanness. Amen.
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