Good Sunday morning Friends~
Rarely do you get an email on Sundays. Surprise!
In reading through Psalms, other literature about Psalms, and devotionals from Psalms, there is so much going on there which we miss on a cursory perusal of the book. There are issues of Hebrew poetry, called parallelism, which when understood, makes some of the material make more sense. There are issues of metaphors within the book, which, when understood, helps to make sense of some of the word-pictures. Then there are all the musical terms- maskil, alamoth, higgaion, sheminith, shiggaion, and the ever elusive ‘Selah.’ I think it meant, the worship leader broke a guitar string, to wait a minute, just ponder. And what about some of those song titles- “death of the son,” “do not destroy” (whatever is that about?), “doe of the morning,” “doves on distant oaks.” Must have been something with having the letter D in the name that was important? Maybe Iron Butterfly got there famous tune In A Gadda Da Vida from Psalms 45 & 49 “tune of the lilies.” Continue reading
The most important book to have hidden in your heart when the train is coming.
The Psalms are Such Great Reading, Eh Saints? I love it, they are the best.
The Psalms were written over a thousand-year period across the whole range of Old Testament history. We find prayers to God by individuals as well as prayers designed for corporate use. Some arise out of historical or personal circumstances, while others address particular liturgical contexts.
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Good morning refugees~
I remember a dream my wife had one night several years ago. This dream has significance to both of us. I often recall the physical and spiritual imagery the dream spoke of. Whenever I need reminding of a few things, this dream is the picture I run to.
She was walking in a tunnel, it turned out to be a train tunnel. You guessed it, a train came along. The wall of the tunnel was so close to the tracks and the ensuing train, there was literally no where to go. The end of the tunnel was way too far to outrun the oncoming train. Just behind her was a cleft in the rock, a small crack of sorts which was the exact shape and depth her body could fit into as the train sped by. Had the cleft been any smaller or if she moved just an inch outward, she would have been obliterated.
In reflecting on the issues of theodicy and the book of Job we finished today, I want you all to be sure and reread the paragraph from yesterday’s email beginning with the words, “Both Job and his friends believe…” With so many raging debates regarding God and Evil, why is there evil?, the justice, fairness, and wisdom of God~ it is imperative for us to have an healthy view of this issue. More times than not, these kinds of debates end in hurt feelings, unanswered questions, and even more questions than when the debate started. The thing to remember is, how will any of these discussions draw me closer to Father? If they don’t, then they should not be engaged. Father wants us to trust Him. As the writer in the synopsis from yesterday wrote, “The conclusion of the matter and the point the book intends to make is that the world is too complex for us to be able to have all the information that we would need to affirm that God is just. We do have enough, however, to affirm that He is wise. If we believe He is wise, then we can believe He is just.” Our finite minds, even at the highest level of knowledge and intelligence don’t have a comprehension of all that the Triune God has, therefore, all the arguing and fixating on opinions and positions are such a waste of time and breath. Stay innocent my friends.
Job cries out to God.
Good Eventide Lords and Ladies~
Just to clear up one point of confusion– the main point to Fellowship February is to strengthen the level of community at CRBC. The idea is to spend time with someone, couple, or family from CRBC in order to create a higher level of friendship, love, and comradery.
A have to confess, I got to chapter 32 of Job and completely changed my mind about the book. I was not to keen on it early on. Probably the bad press Job’s three friends dish out. Job’s friend Elihu is cut from a different bolt of cloth. Then when Ch. 38 rolled around, I felt the size of a pea. Jeepers. What a mighty God we serve, eh?