Let’s devote time to run.
To run to the refuge of the Psalms.
Let’s get up and do it. Let’s move our hands to progress. To move our mind from chaos. To choose to run to the Songs.
Do these Words, so ancient speak today of a present situation? Whose words are these anyway?
Psalm 55, Amplified. These are Words penned by David, inspired by God:
Listen to my prayer, O God, and hide not Yourself from my supplication! Attend to me, and answer me; I am restless and distraught in my complaint, and must moan;
[I am distracted] by the noise of the enemy, because of the oppression and threatenings of the wicked; for they would cast trouble upon me, . . .
Can any of us identify with the cry?
God knows. He’s breathed these words: To the Chief Musician, with stringed instruments. A skillful song, . . .
My heart is grievously pained within me, and the terrors of death have fallen upon me. Fear and trembling are come upon me; horror and fright have overwhelmed me.
And I say, O that I had wings like a dove! I would fly away and be at rest, Yes, I would wander far away, I would lodge in the wilderness. Selah
[pause, and calmly think of that]!
Is this a state we find ourselves in? Selah
Pause.
How challenging it is to do that!
When we read these living words aloud, we no longer feel alone.
Why do we wait to run to the shelter in the storm?
Destroy [their schemes], O Lord; confuse their tongues; for I have seen violence and strife in the city. Day and night they go about on its walls; iniquity and mischief are in the midst.
Violence and ruin are within it; fraud and guile do not depart . . .
How in the world are these words even a reality in our heart? But they are a reality. Our hearts bleed from all the hurt.
For it is not an enemy who reproaches and taunts me; then I might bear it; nor one who has hated me who insolently vaunts himself against me; then I might hide from him.
But it was you, a man my equal, my companion and my familiar friend; We had sweet fellowship together, and used to walk to the house of God in company.
Psalm 55:16, Amplified is giving us a place to start:
As for me, I will call upon God; and the Lord will save me. Evening and morning and at noon will I utter my complaint and moan and sigh, and He will hear my voice.
He has redeemed my life in peace from the battle that was against me [so that none came near me], . . .
I run to the One who created the sun, the moon, the stars, and every place. Who abides in praise and hears the broken heart.
He hears our voice. Our thoughts are written.
Let us shower and cleanse ourselves continually in His word. And draw near to Him. Asking for increased faith in believing, He is the LORD.
That is how we will get up again, and again. We can face today as we asked to be filled to overflowing with His Spirit. Rain down on us Your sufficient grace, dear Lord.
We lift our eyes to You, we speak Your Psalms back to You, and we praise You. This is our victory. This is our Peace.
You alone are Peace.
The Scriptures used are from Psalm 55. Amplified. To God be the glory. May His Word be our continual guide.