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Tuesday, June 21, 2016

PSALM 93 continued...


 
"The floods have lifted up, O Lord,
The floods have lifted up their voice
The floods lift up their pounding waves.
More than the sounds of many waters,
Than the mighty breakers of the sea,
The Lord on high is mighty."
(verses 3-4)


 
In one sense as Matthew Henry notes, "'the floods have lifted up their voice, which speaks terror.  It alludes to a tempestuous sea.  The church is said to be tossed with tempests (Isaiah 54:11)


 
"O afflicted one, storm-tossed,
and not comforted,
Behold, I will set your stones in antimony,
And your foundations I will law in sapphires.
Moreover, I will make your battlements of rubies,
And your gates of crystal,
And your entire wall of precious stones."


 
This represents the distressed state of the church, and indigent society, that art tossed with tempests, like a ship ready to be swallowed up by the waves, not comforted by any prospect of deliverance...The glorious state the church is advanced to by the promise of God.  Let the people of God, when they are afflicted and tossed, think they hear God speaking comfortably to them by these words.  In all their afflictions He is afflicted, and encourages her with the assurance of the great things He would do for her.  God promises that which would be her beauty and honor."

 
"We may apply it to the tumults that are sometimes in our own bosoms, but, if the Lord reign there, even the winds and seas shall obey him.  An immovable anchor is cast in this storm...The power of the church's enemies is but as the noise of many waters; there is more of sound than substance in it."

 
In other words, these waves are describing when we are overwhelmed and even terrified.  The power of the ocean is so much crazy-bigger and more powerful than we can begin to imagine. These verses speak of hearing the voices and sounds of the many waves, wave after wave, not necessarily seeing them.  Isn't it in the dark when the enemy of our soul pounds against our tired and weak defenses threatening to crush our very being?  Well, our great God speaks, "Peace, be still" to those waves.  A glorious foundation is built which no waves crashing can ever pull down.  So whether it is "In our own bosoms," or if the news threatens to totter our world or overwhelm us with fear, God is our anchor with a promise for our future.  He is in control.  From the very beginning in Creation, He has set the boundaries of those waves.  Sometimes we forget.  God sent His bow, His rainbow in the sky to remind us that never again will the waves overwhelm us.

 
 
"He established the earth upon its foundations,
So that it will not totter forever and ever.
Thou didst cover it with the deep as with a garment;
The waters were standing above the mountains.
At Thy rebuke they fled;
At the sound of Thy thunder
they hurried away.
The mountains rose; the valleys sank down
To the place which Thou didst establish for them.
Thou didst set a boundary that they may not pass over;
That they may not return to cover the earth."
(Psalms 104:5-9)
 
 
"Who enclosed the sea with doors,
When, bursting forth, it went out from the womb;
When I made a cloud its garment,
And thick darkness its swaddling band,
And I placed boundaries on it,
And I set a bolt and doors,
And I said, 'Thus far you shall come,
but no farther;
And shall your proud waves stop.'"
(Job 38:8-11)

 
 
God has set boundaries at which proud waves must stop.  He is not surprised by the sound of pounding waves or threatened by them.  At His rebuke they flee. 


 
In a very lame example, lately as I pour my soda into a glass, the bubblies remind me of the foam of the waves in miniature while we are far from the sea.  They can build up threatening to pour over the rim, then in little popping sounds, they recede, the foam dissipates, and the deep glass is not half empty, but half full and ready for more to pour.  It is in my hand.  Well, God has things well in hand.  "The Lord on high is mighty."  

Late last night we got a text asking for prayer as a loved one was caught up in a confrontation.  The waves of fear rose up, but God heard and rose up higher and then the seas calmed: the text came later that though others did, they did not lose it.  That's how to every day to ride the waves. 

 

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