Thursday, September 24, 2015
Psalm 48:12-14 Walk about Zion, go around her, number her towers, consider well her ramparts, go through her citadels, that you may tell the next generation that this is God, our God forever and ever. He will guide us forever.
I have a terrible tendency to forget, and it’s getting g worse. If not for the brain that I carry in my pocket I would be lost. This little black device with a glass screen is amazing. It allows me to talk to people all over the world by voice, by text, by messaging, and even by video. It keeps a record of everyone with whom I have communicated. It tracks my steps throughout the day. It can provide me with detailed instructions on how to get somewhere. If I need to know something – anything – I can just ask the device to look it up for me. It keeps track of all my appointments, so long as I remember to enter them into my calendar. And this is just the beginning of what it will do. Who would have ever imagined that 5000 Commodore 64 computers would fit in my pocket?
But I still forget stuff. Some stuff. The inconsistency of my forgetfulness frustrates me. You see, I remember some stuff very well. Now before I get off on another long tangent, let me get right to the point. The reality of my (our) forgetfulness is this – we tend to forget the good stuff and remember the bad. Right? At the forefront of our thinking most of the time are memories of hurts and tragedies, and the memories of joys and victories have been shoved into a deep hard to reach corner of our filing system.
This ought not to be. I am learning one very important lesson in this study through the book of Psalms – Great is the LORD, and greatly to be praised!
My problem is that I tend to remember the times when in my opinion the LORD wasn’t so great, and I forget that fact that He is always great and always good.
The Sons of Korah knew the tendency to forget as well. So they wrote the 48th Psalm as a reminder of the consistent greatness of God. At the end of the Psalm they challenged us to consider all the symbols of His greatness and keep a record of them and pass along that record to every generation.
In the Old Testament, the city of Jerusalem was spectacular, and represented the dwelling place of God. Now, in the New Testament era, we as individual believers, indwelt by the Holy Spirit of God, are the dwelling place of God. So, in the language of the Sons of Korah, here’s my prayer for all of us:
Lord, I will consider my life, walking around all of the events of the past that I am able to remember. I will record the number and details of all the towers of defense you built to protect me. According to your promise you were present at each and every trial and tragedy. Forgive me for not remembering that you saw it and oversaw it from the strong tower you were in. As I look back on those events, may I see you in your tower.
And Lord Jesus, may I recognize the mighty ramparts you have constructed around me. These great walls of protection that surround the city of my life are impenetrable by the Enemy unless I choose to open a gate. May I surrender gate-keeping duties to you completely, and reside in peace and surety behind your defenses.
And as I walk through the streets of my life, I will continually enter into the citadels you have built for me. These palaces are my place of residence, filled with all of the provisions I need to live.
From your towers you have seen everything that has happened in my life. You have placed me behind the ramparts of your protection. And inside those walls, you have given me a lavish place to live in the abundance of your love. May I constantly remember your greatness and goodness in all of those times, for in them I have learned that you are God. May I pass on the stories of your greatness to the next generation so that you may be their guide as you have been mine. AMEN.