Monday, April 6, 2020

The Might and Majesty of our God



Psalm 114:1-6

When Israel went out from Egypt, the house of Jacob from a people of strange language, Judah became his sanctuary, Israel his dominion. The sea looked and fled; Jordan turned back.  The mountains skipped like rams, the hills like lambs. What ails you, O sea, that you flee?  O Jordan, that you turn back?  O mountains, that you skip like rams?  O hills, like lambs?  Tremble, O earth, at the presence of the Lord, at the presence of the God of Jacob, who turns the rock into a pool of water, the flint into a spring of water.
I am told this is referring to all 12 tribes of Israel not just the northern kingdom, and as many Psalms the Psalmist uses metaphorical language to make his point.  The person who is new to the Scriptures may have a problem understanding the contents and a Study Bible would be a nice aid.  In this case verse two drove me to my Study Bible (HCSB) to grasp what the Psalmist was saying in verse two about Judah being God’s sanctuary.  Once more we have metaphorical language used to state Judah was God’s “holy place.”  In verse three once more metaphorical language is used to describe the parting of the Red Sea.  And the same is true when in verse four, on the mountains skipped is in reference to the shaking of Mount Sinai.

If we are not careful we will miss the might and majesty of our God, who caused such phenomena.  A question that the Psalmist asked in Psalm 113:5 - 6, we should be asking ourselves, Who is like the Lord our God, who is seated on high,
who looks down on the heavens and the earth?  No one is like our God, and there has never been a building that could contain Him, yet He is willing to have fellowship and more than that a relationship of son/daughter ship with all who will come by faith and confess Jesus as Lord and Savior.  

There is a problem, He is the one that draws us to His Son by the preaching and teaching of His word, and His Holy Spirit convicts us of sin and brings us to 
confession, has that taken place in your life?

From the Back Porch, 

Bob Rice 




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