Psalm 30

 

January 17, 2022

 

 

Joy Comes with the Morning

A Psalm of David. A song at the dedication of the temple.

I will extol you, O Lord, for you have drawn me up and have not let my foes rejoice over me.  O Lord my God, I cried to you for help, and you have healed me. O Lord, you have brought up my soul from Sheol; you restored me to life from among those who go down to the pit.  Sing praises to the Lord, O you his saints, and give thanks to his holy name.   For his anger is but for a moment, and his favor is for a lifetime.   Weeping may tarry for the night, but joy comes with the morning.   As for me, I said in my prosperity, “I shall never be moved.”  By your favor, O Lord, you made my mountain stand strong; you hid your face;  I was dismayed.   To you, O Lord, I cry, and to the Lord, I plead for mercy: “What profit is there in my death,  if I go down to the pit?   Will the dust praise you? Will it tell of your faithfulness?  Hear, O Lord, and be merciful to me!  O Lord, be my helper!” You have turned for me my mourning into dancing; you have loosed my sackcloth and clothed me with gladness, that my glory may sing your praise and not be silent   O Lord, my God, I will give thanks to you forever!

 

Today our class was studying Psalm 37, more than once it said do not fret, I messed up my shoulders about three weeks ago, and being a man, I backed off the weights but kept cutting brush and cleaning up my mess, and the pain got worse, so I after that time I ask our friend Karen what I needed to do and she said you got to rest the injury and when I told her I was not good at that our dear, sweet friend, said Bobby, then you’re not going to get well, and I listen.  But after a little over a week of sitting on my hands, and being a good boy, it got worse. 

 

I have not fêted much on the pandemic, in fact, I made one person I have a lot of respect for getting very upset with me, for popping off.  But the pain in my back and shoulders has robbed me of sleep and I believe may have weakened my immune system, and when we got home, I did not want to eat, just get some sleep, but that did not happen and my cough got worse, I had the chills and a headache.  I realized I was getting the opportunity to choose to fret, or not to do so, I looked at the example David gave and was reminded of the promises of my Lord, going to bed soon and seeking the rest that can bring healing.    For his anger is but for a moment, and his favor is for a lifetime.   Weeping may tarry for the night, but joy comes with the morning.  What a wonderful message, and insight from the Lord.  I know we do not always get the wellness we seek, but our Lord, saw us before we were and number our days, correctly, I take much joy in those words.

 

O Lord my God, I will give thanks to you forever!  That is a promise I can keep for I am His and He lives in me, now and forever.  I experienced one of the toughest nights, with little sleep, and fear filling my mind, but God used Timothy Keller's book "The Songs of Jesus to take me from fear to faith, in a Father that loves me.

 

From the Back Porch,

 

Bob Rice