Showing posts with label Blaming the dog. Show all posts
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Friday, September 16, 2022

O God...HELP!

Friday, September 16, 2022

O God, pagan nations have conquered your land, your special possession.  They have defiled your holy Temple and made Jerusalem a heap of ruins.  They have left the bodies of your servants as food for the birds of heaven.  The flesh of your godly ones has become food for the wild animals.  Blood has flowed like water all around Jerusalem; no one is left to bury the dead.  We are mocked by our neighbors, an object of scorn and derision to those around us.  O Lord, how long will you be angry with us?  Forever?  How long will your jealousy burn like fire?  Pour out your wrath on the nations that refuse to acknowledge you—on kingdoms that do not call upon your name.  For they have devoured your people Israel,  making the land a desolate wilderness.  Psalm 79:1-7

This is a prayer ascribed to Asaph (one of the Scribes who could have been tasked with ghost-writing the king’s thoughts to be shared in worship).  There is, in this prayer the beginnings (at least) of that old saying:  Be careful of that for which you pray…you just might get it!

I am referring to that part where Asaph asks God to pour out wrath on the nations that don’t acknowledge God, don’t seek His will.  Only a righteous person or nation could pray that kind of prayer with a straight face.  This was a time of trouble, when the Babylonian Empire had conquered Jerusalem in 586 BC.  With the city and the Temple demonlished, there was a lot of lamenting and praying for God’s help.  But it was little use offering prayers to God to help them get a little payback on Babylon.[1]  That prayer would only bounce-back on their heads.  Israel had sinned just as heinously as Babylon, just in different ways.  In fact, God was the one who engineered Babylon’s conquest.  Jeremiah had prophesied the cauldron[2] of trouble from the North (Iraq) would flood-down on Jerusalem like a pot of boiling water on their heads.  In a kind of poetic justice, when an unrighteous person (or nation) prays that God would destroy the unrighteous, it will receive God’s answer, but it won’t be nearly like the praying person thought.

Following the attack of September 11, 2001, it was common during televised ball games, to sing God Bless America during a break.  Feelings of nationalistic pride would well-up in tears of millions of eyes of those who hardly (if ever) darkened the doorstep of a church, or bowed a knee in prayer.  We pray, or at least sing our national anthem with more gusto, when we’re in trouble.  And that is anything but seeking the face of God…it is praying for the ability to find a plausible alibi when you’ve been caught red-handed with hands in the cookie jar.

A better word would be hypocrisy.  You cannot live every day of your life without so much as a thought of God’s ways, and then expect God’s kindness, just because you deserve it, and He is that big vending machine in the sky.  God does not change his character, and He has told us exactly how he will respond to those who have a pretend relationship with Him.  In the final judgment, there are some who will try to run that game right before the throne; the response of God will be:

But I will reply, ‘I never knew you. Get away from me, you who break God’s laws.’  Matthew 7:23

For You Today

Let’s give the Scripture the last word today on a better life’s path:

Trust in the Lord with all thine heart; and lean not unto thine own understanding.  In all thy ways acknowledge him, and he shall direct thy paths.  Proverbs 3:5-6(KJV)

You chew on that as you hit the Rocky Road; have a blessed day!

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There are about 2,000 devotional posts and 400 sermons in the Rocky Road Devotions library.  To dig deeper on today’s topic, explore some of these: 

An Empty Lament and Stumbling in Broad Daylight

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[1] The city of Babylon, capitol of ancient Babylonian Empire is located 55 miles south of Baghdad (in modern Iraq)

Wednesday, December 6, 2017

An Empty Lament

Wednesday, December 6, 2017
O God, pagan nations have conquered your land, your special possession.  They have defiled your holy Temple and made Jerusalem a heap of ruins.  They have left the bodies of your servants as food for the birds of heaven.  The flesh of your godly ones has become food for the wild animals.  Blood has flowed like water all around Jerusalem; no one is left to bury the dead.  We are mocked by our neighbors, an object of scorn and derision to those around us.  O Lord, how long will you be angry with us? Forever?  How long will your jealousy burn like fire?  Pour out your wrath on the nations that refuse to acknowledge you—on kingdoms that do not call upon your name.  For they have devoured your people Israel, making the land a desolate wilderness. Do not hold us guilty for the sins of our ancestors!  Let your compassion quickly meet our needs, for we are on the brink of despair.  Help us, O God of our salvation!  Help us for the glory of your name.  Save us and forgive our sins for the honor of your name.  Why should pagan nations be allowed to scoff, asking, “Where is their God?”  Show us your vengeance against the nations, for they have spilled the blood of your servants.  Listen to the moaning of the prisoners.  Demonstrate your great power by saving those condemned to die.  O Lord, pay back our neighbors seven times for the scorn they have hurled at you.  Then we your people, the sheep of your pasture, will thank you forever and ever, praising your greatness from generation to generation.  
Psalm 79:1-13(NLT)
Cookies are still my weakness!  Since I was a small child I never met a cookie I couldn’t love.  And one childhood sin I was hard-pressed to confess was when Mom caught me red-handed with that proverbial offending hand deep in the cookie jar.
I’ll spare you the details, other than to remind you that there was that time you got busted for disobeying a direct command to stay out of this or that.  But, this isn’t about your sins.  Rather I’ll point you to what you probably did, by telling you what I did; I jumped right in the river of denial!  With cookie crumbs all over my face, chocolate chip smears on my hands and half a jar of cookies missing, mustering-up a straight face I looked right at Mom and copied Adam’s excuse; I blamed it on the dog!
This Psalm (as many others) recounts the harsh conditions of Israel’s suffering under the rulers of other nations that had conquered them.  It is a lament for the conditions, but somehow rings empty of confession that takes responsibility for the judgment they were experiencing.  There is a brief “blaming the dog” where the Psalmist asks God to not hold the sins of their ancestors against them.  But this smacks of victim-claiming; not me…I didn’t do anything…must’ve been the dog!
An empty lament is a prayer largely unheard in Heaven.  Any prayer for forgiveness and restoration that will be heard by God always begins with heartfelt and unreserved confession, acknowledging and accepting the guilt of doing wrong.  Mercy and forgiveness are reserved for those who are guilty – not those who have a great excuse!

For You Today

There’s no question that, given an opportunity, my dog would’ve eaten every cookie in the jar…but he didn’t deserve to be blamed for something I did. 
The good news remains that when I learned to confess my sins, God not only forgives me, He finds pretty amazing ways to wash the cookie crumbs off my face.
You chew on that as you hit the Rocky Road…have a blessed day!
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