Showing posts with label Psalm 78:7-8. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Psalm 78:7-8. Show all posts

Monday, November 13, 2023

Hope Anew

Monday, November 13, 2023

So each generation should set its hope anew on God, not forgetting his glorious miracles and obeying his commands.  Then they will not be like their ancestors—stubborn, rebellious, and unfaithful, refusing to give their hearts to God.  Psalm 78:7-8

Asaph, the writer of this Psalm, makes a very compelling point of caution for each new generation in humankind to set its hope anew on God so we don’t forget His great power, what He’s done, and how we must not be stubborn about it. 

If there is one consistent, and nearly inviolate reality about the human family, it’s the tendency towards promising fidelity lightly, and then breaking promises in favor of a supposed better way.  Israel’s history is a microcosmic rule-of-thumb for humanity’s proclivity to agree with God today, and discard their allegiance when the road gets a little bumpy. 

From Asaph, fast-forward to Russell’s generation, raised in the 1950’s/60’s.  Yes, we’re talking about the hippy-era, free love, LSD, marijuana, or alcohol, your drug of choice, but everybody joins the march against Vietnam involvement.  Yes, THAT generation!  We were going to be different than our parent’s generation.  Everything was going to be different, and much better than the old folks.  Music changed from swing to rock.  Clothing was unimportant, and we drove VW vans, not Cadillacs.  But the truth is we were just making Asaph’s point…every new generation has its own style, but the root of Adam’s nature, rebellion against authority, puts us on a collision-course with our Creator’s authority.  Our arrogant stubbornness separates us like night and day from God’s love and care.  As the cartoon character Pogo once said:  We have met the enemy, and he is us!

Opposite the viewpoint of the “new” generation is the head-shaking disapproval of the “old” generation.  My parents didn’t like my music, and frankly I’m not too thrilled with the stuff I hear and see in the current generation’s entertainment.  And this makes Asaph’s point as well.  It isn’t the style of any generation that matters.  I can say that unreservedly because you won’t find style-police in Scripture.  What matters is not a generation’s style, but whether they will set their hope anew in God.

This brings a Scriptural focus to the so-called “worship wars” down through the generations.  There is enough criticism to fill the universe with nausea about how people worship.  The list includes music style, traditional style, contemporary style, blended style, liturgical vs. free style, fogey or edgy style, robes or skinny jeans, somber or giddy, silent or bedlam, pretribulation rapturist, or anti-rapturist.  Most everything that creates an argument is a tempest in a teapot about style.  And there is a verse in John’s Gospel that tells us what God thinks about all of it:

For You Today 

A prayer for those with whom you see wide gaps of difference, is to ask God to let the scales of criticism drop from your own eyes, and help you to ignore the style of that next (or former) generation, and pray for them to see the magnificent opportunity and blessing they have to place their hope anew in God’s love and care.  Much better to pray for someone’s blessing than against their style.

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

Go to VIDEO

There are about 2,600 devotional posts and 400 sermons in the Rocky Road library.

Today’s title Image from Pixabay.com  

Images without citation are in public domain or cited via weblinks.  

Unless noted, Scripture quoted from NLT©   

Tuesday, August 6, 2013

Say It Ain't So, A-Rod

Tuesday August 6, 2013

So each generation should set its hope anew on God, not forgetting his glorious miracles and obeying his commands.  Then they will not be like their ancestors— stubborn, rebellious, and unfaithful, refusing to give their hearts to God.       Psalms 78:7 - 8 (NLT)
There aren’t many young children who don’t dream of someday being the superstar ballplayer, actress, or astronaut; it’s the reason we watch sporting events and American Idol. 
Yesterday Major League Baseball suspended another drug abuser, Alex Rodriguez, for 211 games (until the start of the 2015 season).  Under the system’s rules he’s still playing while his lawyers drag out the appeal process.

The beat goes on

We are hardly surprised anymore when another “idol” goes down in flames.  A problem in our culture is that we set up idols with clay feet, pay them $27.5million a year, and expect them to stay pure as the driven snow.  And the fall always comes!  Impressionable children see the adulation, popularity and social power of the A-Rods and the Tigers, and, lacking a mature understanding, when their hero is stopped in dead in his tracks, kids are dashed against the rocks of a reality check in a harsh world.
The Psalm writer said we should set our hope anew on God; that way we won’t be like our forbears, stubborn, rebellious and unfaithful.

Christian reality check

Who are your heroes?  And do you make certain your children know that?

A-Rod ain’t God!