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Thursday, April 28, 2016

PSALM 74

 

 
My man works for Teen Challenge in their Crisis Center, crisis as in mothers and wives and girlfriends sobbing to get their loved one entered into the program, sometimes knowing death is certain if they go back onto the streets.  As he works there, he has come to realize that a vast majority of those he works with have been basically fatherless.  It is the reason many have sought a "tribe" of sorts on the street and turned to self-medicating.  Some tribes in our society are called gangs.  Hillary Clinton ridiculously said that we need to offer good gangs to men instead of the bad.  The only gang people should seek is the welcoming tribe of God's people.  That's a good one.



"Remember Thy congregation,
which Thou hast purchased of old,
Which Thou hast redeemed to be
the tribe of Thine inheritance."
(verse 2)

 
 
"They have burned all the meeting places of God in the land"
(old Nebucadnezzar destroyed Jerusalem
 and again it was destroyed by the Romans in 70AD
just as Jesus prophesied it would)...
"There is no longer any prophet."
(verses 8 & 9)



"When wilt Thou once, Lord, end this shame,
And cease Thine en'mies strong?
Shall they always blaspheme Thy name,
And rail on Thee so long?

Why dost Thou draw Thy hand aback,
And hide it in Thy lap?
O pluck it out, and be not slack,
To give Thy foes a rap!"
(An old metrical version formed from the original text.)
 
With the psalmist we can say...

 
"Yet God is my king from of old,
Who works deeds of deliverance in the midst of the earth.
Thou didst divide the sea by Thy strength;
Thou didst break the heads of the sea monsters in the waters,
Thou didst crush the heads of Leviathan (sea monster);
Thou didst give him as food for the creatures of the wilderness."
(verses 8, 12-14)


 
Hmm.  Do you believe in sea monsters? 
I do.
They are used as an example of the thing men were most afraid of.
God is greater.  He created the terrifying things.
In this passage they are reminders of when
 Pharaoh and his armies were drowned.
They are mentioned several places in the Bible.
Job even dedicated a whole chapter to them...


 
"Can you draw out Leviathan with a fishhook?
Or press down his tongue with a cord?
Can you put a rope in his nose?
Or pierce his jaw with a hook?
Will he make many supplications to you?
Will he speak to you soft words?
Will he make a covenant with you?
Will you take him for a servant forever?
Will you play with him as with a bird?
Or will you bind him for your maidens?
Will the traders bargain over him?
Will they divide him among the merchants?
Can you fill his hide with harpoons,
Or his head with fishing spears?
Lay your hand on him;
Remember the battle; you will not do it again!
Behold, your expectation is false;
Will you be laid low even at the sight of him?
No one is so fierce that he dares to arouse him;


 


Who then is he that can stand before Me?
Who has given to Me that I should repay him?
Whatever is under the whole heaven is Mine.
I will not keep silence concerning his limbs,
Or his mighty strength, or his orderly frame.
Who can strip off his outer armor?
Who can come with his double mail?
Who can open the doors of his face?
Around his teeth there is terror.
His strong scales are his pride,
Shut up as with a tight seal.
One is so near to another,
That no air can come between them.
They are joined one to another;
They clasp each other and cannot be separated.



 
He sneezes flash forth light,
And his eyes are like the eyelids of the morning.
Out of his mouth go burning torches;
Sparks of fire leap forth.
Out of his nostrils smoke goes forth,
As from a boiling pot and burning rushes.
His breath kindles coals,
And a flame goes forth from his mouth.
In his neck lodges strength,
And dismay leaps before him.
The fold of his flesh are joined together,
Firm on him and immovable.
His heart is as hard as a stone;
Even as hard as a lower millstone.
When he raises up, the mighty fear;





Because of the crashing they are bewildered.
The word that reaches him cannot avail;
Nor the spear, the dart, or the javelin.
He regards iron as straw,
Bronze as rotten wood.
The arrow cannot make him flee;
Slingstones are turned into stubble for him.
Clubs are regarded as stubble;
He laughs at the rattling of the javelin.
His underparts are like sharp potsherds;
He spreads out like a threshing sledge on the mire.
He makes the depths boil like a pot;
He makes the sea like a jar of ointment.
Behind him he makes a wake shine;
One would think the deep to be gray-haired.
Nothing on earth is like him,
One made without fear.
He looks on everything that is high;
He is king over all the sons of pride."
(Job 41)



(By the way it is scientifically explainable how creatures could breathe fire.  For example, the half inch Bombadier Beetle combines two chemicals, one of which is hydrogen peroxide, and sparks an explosion that sends fire out from his rear that reaches 100 degrees centigrade.  Gnashing teeth could send sparks that could ignite gas on fire in larger creatures such as a sea monster.  Remember, even cows breathe so much gas that extreme environmentalist say they harm the environment.  It's a good thing that their teeth are made to chew cud, not gnash.)


 
"There is the sea, great and broad...
There the ships move along,
And Leviathan, which Thou
has formed to sport in it."
(Psalm 104:26)


 
"In that day, the Lord will punish
Leviathan the fleeing serpent,
With His fierce and great and mighty sword,
Even Leviathan the twisted serpent;
And He will kill the dragon who lives in the sea."
(Isaiah 27:1)


 
The Smothers Brothers, a pair of comedians for you young'uns, used to sing a song...
 
"O the Slitheredee,
he climbed out of the sea.
He may catch all the others,
but he won't catch me!
No, he won't catch me
you stupid ol'Slitheredee.
You may catch all the others
but you won't...
(swallowing sound ensued)




Yep.  That's an old, old kind of tune.  When men are afraid, they kill something
before they are killed.  Who wants to be eaten by a sea serpent?  Thus, the sea serpents are all extinct, except for a sighting here and there. It would be hard to totally exterminate something that can survive in the vastness of the ocean. (As I said before, my straight-edge parents--not given to whims or superstitions--secretly told us that they had both seen one  off the Morro Bay coast line, but were afraid to tell anyone lest they be thought crazy.)  Hmm.

 

 
I'm a believer.
He said it, I believe it.
God is my King from of old.
He will slay my dragons.
I belong to His tribe.



 
 
 
 
 
 


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