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Today, I read psalm 51.
I was in a coffee shop, and approached a group of men with bibles out and asked them what they were studying. They told me jeremiah 29, and psalm 126.. I went and read 22-30, and then came back over to them and talked a bit about it with them. Turns out, one of them was the pastor of the church, and boy did we both enjoy our maybe hour long discussion... The beauty in this section of scripture, the beauty of the imagery we’re shown giving us a view into the spiritual realms awaiting us, ‘a city’, where we experience 100% of god’s presence.
Beautiful.
Somewhere in the conversation, the pastor led me to re-read psalm 51 in a new light.
This new light was to make me feel the environment in which it was written... David wrote it after he was given the news of the certainty of his son’s death. It was because of his sin, his adulturous relationship, that the son was to die...
It is because of our sin... that the Son had to die... In this psalm we learn a bit about david's heart, our heart maybe too?
Read this psalm and feel the heart of a man "after God’s own heart", a man seeking the cleansing of his God. “do not cast me from your presence or take your Holy Spirit from me.”
Repenting, he says “o lord, open my lips, and my mouth will declare your praise.” Whatever your will may be... my lips, whenever opened, will drip a spirit of praise.
Our words, and the spirit in which they are said, are of the greatest impact we can have on a person, a group... so let them be said alongside a request that you would not be deprived of the presence of the Holy Spirit... like David.. so important.
David knew, even as a very powerful king, the condition of his being, and his need for the Spirit. “the sacrifices of God are a broken spirit; a broken and contrite heart, O God, you will not despise.”
Sink into this... fresh, in a new way today.
A broken and contrite spirit, gives you hope of being in God’s temple one day... check this out.
“Within your temple, O God, we meditate on your unfailing love. Like your name, O God, your praise reaches to the ends of the earth; your right hand is filled with righteousness. Mount Zion rejoices, the villages of Judah are glad because of your judgements. Walk about Zion, go around her, count her towers, consider well her ramparts, view her citadels, that you may tell of them to the next generation. For this God is our God for ever and EVER; he will be our guide even to the end.”
A broken, contrite, worshipful spirit... and as I read in Jeremiah today... It was the man who “did what was right and just... the man who defended the cause of the poor and needy.. all went well for that man” (jer22:16)
“Is that not what it means to know me?” - yhwh (jer22:16)
Soak in that today...
Going now to kayak some whitewater, FINALLY! might get some pics...
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