Contemplating Psalm 57. A Happy-Go-Lucky Wake Up Call.

Posted by Marty Boller on May 20, 2013
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Excerpts from Psalm 57. (MsgB)

A David Psalm, When He Hid in a Cave from Saul

Be good to me, God—and now! I’ve run to you for dear life.
I’m hiding out under your wings until the hurricane blows over.

I’m ready, God, so ready, ready from head to toe,
Ready to sing, ready to raise a tune: “Wake up, soul!
Wake up, harp! wake up, lute! Wake up, you sleepyhead sun!”

I’ve always loved the old movie musicals.

Singin’ in the Rain, for example. In this 1952 classic, song and dance kings Gene Kelly and Donald O’Connor join with newcomer Debbie Reynolds to bring us some of the most memorable happy moments the silver screen has to offer. And the most fun about musicals like Singin’ in the Rain’ is how the actors can be walking through a regular scene, talking about this or that, and suddenly the whole world opens up, an orchestra appears off to the side, and what was once a boring dialogue suddenly breaks forth into a glorious song and dance.

So it seems with King David here in Psalm 57.

The introduction to this Psalm tells us that David has once again found himself between a rock and a hard place. Seems to be a pretty familiar spot for the up-n-coming king. In this scene, David finds himself hunkered down in a cave, hiding from his arch-enemy, King Saul.

Saul, as you might remember, is a bit of a schizo. There are days the King loves to have David around the palace, playing his harp and singing his God-songs. Then on other days less sunny, Saul perceives David as his worst enemy. This is one of those days.

So in order to keep his head on straight, (literally!) King David is holed up in a dark, dingy hideaway cave, waiting for the heat to pass.

Now, if it were me, I’d be singing a few songs of lament or maybe not singing at all! But here’s King David, much like Gene Kelly or Donald O’Connor. The skies are dark. The clouds look stormy. There’s a driving rain out there. But what the hey!

Time for a pick-me-upper! Time to take out the umbrella and turn your frowns upside down. Time to sing your way out of your problems. Time to dance your way right back onto the pathway to God.

How joyous is this?

As I see it, maybe I need a bit of those old movie scenes working in my life today. Maybe this dark, grey day is not as bad as I perceive it to be? Maybe, just maybe, I need to stop whining, stop complaining, and begin to sing and dance my way right back into the God-truth that says despite how bad life might seem, there still is a Savior who is not overwhelmed by my problems!

Wake up, wake up you sleepy head 

Get up, get up, get out of your bed 

Cheer up, cheer up the sun is red

Live, love, laugh and be happy.

My prayer: Father, thank You for this biblical reminder that despite my problems, I can still choose to see the silver lining in every storm cloud of life. Thank You for King David’s real-life example here that reminds me that I still have a Rescuing-King who is worthy of my praise, even when I find myself holed up in some isolated cave, running from my enemies.  For Your name’s sake. Amen.

My questions to ponder: So have my lute and harp dozed off lately? My soul gone silent? My sun blotted out by dark clouds? How might I position myself in life more like King David here in Psalm 57, ready to sing and dance his way through his problems right back into the power and presence of God?

So what is God speaking to you today as you ponder the Psalms?

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Contemplating Psalm 56. My Personalized Book of Tears.

Posted by Marty Boller on May 17, 2013
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Excerpts from Psalm 56. (MsgB)

A David Psalm, When He Was Captured by the Philistines in Gath

Take my side, God—I’m getting kicked around, stomped on every day.
Not a day goes by but somebody beats me up;
They make it their duty to beat me up.
When I get really afraid, I come to You in trust.

You’ve kept track of my every toss and turn through the sleepless nights,
Each tear entered in Your ledger, each ache written in Your book.

Let’s face it, my dear friends.

Life, at times, can truly suck.

Days when we are captured by our personalized band of Philistines and beaten to a pulp.

Days when the sun doesn’t rise and the night never ends.

Days when you feel like someone else’s punching bag, taking one blow after another.

King David, a man after God’s own heart, had days like this. I’m sure that falling into the hands of Philistines was not exactly what King David had in mind for himself. Who would?

Philistines hated Jews. Jews hated Philistines.

Philistines used big guys like Goliath to pound on Jews. God’s Word tells us that David decided one day that he had had enough and went out with a five smooth stones to knock off Goliath. While that day was a very good one for David and his friends, this day (Psalm 56), when he falls into the hands of those same angry Philistines, was definitely not!

And through it all, God looks down on the war and records David’s tears. Counts them, one by one. Grabs them before they hit the ground and lets them drip off His holy hand onto the pages of David’s personalized book of life.

Tear-stained pages.

Pages so drenched in tears that they have a hard time staying intact.

But, as I see it, God’s personalized book on my life has a very strong binding, so fear not. Even though there are many pages in my book that are soaked with my tears, the ending is still clear. The big finale will top all the high drama that precedes it. The aches and pains of this life will all be trumped with the closing chapter written exclusively for me by the Author of Life.

In truth, in my personalized book of tears, Jesus of Nazareth comes in at the very end and rescues me from my Philistines. Binds up my brokenness. Bandages up my cuts and wounds. Dries my remaining tears. Replaces my tattered clothes with a robe of His righteousness. Takes me from the trash bin and places me in His Holy Palace.

Ahh yes, my friends. My personalized book of tears is absolutely guaranteed to have one happy ending. When my Rescuing King finally comes, we’ll sit down together and review the entire story, from beginning (Alpha) to the end (Omega).

And at that time, I’ll know with great certainty that my Redeemer lives!

My prayer: Father, looking through my personalized book of tears is not a pleasant task. Like King David, there are days when my enemies seem to have the upper hand. But thank You, that these very painful days are not the final results. With You in the picture, I can hold on, knowing the end of the story will turn out so much better. For Your name’s sake. Amen.

My questions to ponder: So on those days when I fall into the hands of my personalized Philistines, how can I allow God to comfort me and reassure me that this is not the final chapter? Which page of tears is trying to convince me otherwise today?

So what is God speaking to you today as you ponder the Psalms?

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Contemplating Psalm 55. Knock. Knock.

Posted by Marty Boller on May 15, 2013
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Excerpts from Psalm 55. (MsgB)

Open Your ears, God, to my prayer; don’t pretend You don’t hear me knocking.
Come close and whisper Your answer. I really need You.

I call to God; God will help me.
At dusk, dawn, and noon I sigh; deep sighs—He hears, He rescues.

And I trust in You.

Knock. Knock.

Who’s there?

Orange.

Orange who?

Orange You, Jesus, going to answer the door?

It seems from what the Bible says; this whole seeking God thing can be boiled down to one or two simple scenarios.

Scenario #1:

I’m found standing outside the House of God. I’m definitely out in the cold, left to face my troubles on my own. But the good news is that my Loving Father is on the other side of that door, ready and able to help me in my time of need.

So, like King David here in Psalm 55, the Scriptures tell me that I need to go up to God’s front door and begin knocking, requesting the Holy Trinity to come and help.

Over in the New Testament, Jesus seems to pick up on this theme as well when He coaches His friends with this knock-knock ditty:

“Ask and it will be given to you; seek and you will find; knock and the door will be opened to you. For everyone who asks receives; the one who seeks finds; and to the one who knocks, the door will be opened.” (Matthew 7: 7-8)

Now, let’s look at scenario #2.

The picture is now reversed. Here I am sitting on my coach, watching TV, eating popcorn, and, quite honestly, spending very little time concerning myself with the things of God.  Suddenly, there is a knock or two at my door. Yikes. It’s Jesus. Knocking. His hope is that I’ll be attentive enough to His persistent knocking that I’ll get up off my duff, go open my door and let Him in.

“Here I am! I stand at the door and knock. If anyone hears My voice and opens the door, I will come in and eat with him, and he with Me.” (Revelation 3: 20)

As I see it, both scenarios have great promise for me when it comes to knocking on doors.

Like it or not, you see, this world we live in is separated from God. He lives up in heaven. I live down here on earth. The wall that divides us, while at times seeming impenetrable, is simply a door. Nothing more. Nothing less. And my job down here is to never find myself standing too far away from that door to heaven.

That way, when I find myself in times of trouble, I simply have to go over to heaven’s door and start knocking.

Knock. Knock.

Who’s there?

Marty.

Marty, who?

Marty, Your beloved son, who really needs a hand to make it down here, Poppa. Can You come out and play?

And, on other occasions, there will be times in my life (when I least expect it) when Jesus is heard knocking on that same door.

Knock. Knock.

Who’s there?

Jesus.

Jesus, who?

Jesus, the Christ, who has a special delivery for you from heaven. May I come in and give you the goods?

You betcha, Lord. Come on in. I’ve been expecting You!

My prayer: Father, while I don’t like the fact that there is a big door separating me from You, I accept it as part of this life down here on planet earth. So, Poppa, help me pay much more attention to the knocking sounds. May I be found knocking on Your door on a daily basis, and may I always be found answering the door when You knock. For Your name’s sake. Amen.

My questions to ponder: So when was the last time I played ‘knock knock’ with Jesus? Am I so independent in this life, so busy with the details that I fail to hear His knock? Or what about the times I find myself overwhelmed with life? Am I too stubborn or too proud to get up and go knock on God’s door, requesting His day-to-day help in my life?

So what is God speaking to you today as you ponder the Psalms?

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Contemplating Psalm 54. For Heaven’s Sake!

Posted by Marty Boller on May 13, 2013
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Excerpts from Psalm 54. (MsgB)

God, for Your sake, help me!
Use Your influence to clear me.
Listen, God—I’m desperate.

Don’t be too busy to hear me.

For your sake. For my sake.

For heaven’s sake!

We use the word all the time, but what, for Pete’s sake, is a ‘sake’ anyway?

Not to be confused with a sake (sa-kee), which in the Japanese language refers to an alcoholic beverage made from fermented rice, Webster’s tells us that a ‘sake’ is a noun meaning an ultimate end, or a purpose. ‘For the sake of argument’ is the expression we commonly use, which means that you and I need to have a healthy discussion, even to the point of blows if necessary, in order to arrive at a common end or an agreed purpose.

Webster goes on to further define ‘sake’ as the good, well-being, advantage, or enhancement of some person or entity. So when I do or say something for the ‘sake’ of God, I’m doing or saying those things for God’s personal benefit or interest; choosing His welfare and well-being over and above that of others or myself.

Hmm.

Seems to me that when David is found crying out to the heavens in Psalm 54, “God, for Your sake, help me!” doesn’t it actually seem to you that ole King David just might be as interested in his own well-being and personal benefit as he is for God’s?

Well, I guess only God knows the real heart and true motives of a man or woman who says that he or she is doing something ‘for the sake of God’.

As I see it, when I regularly add “For Your name’s sake” at the end of my prayers here in this blog series, I’m trying to convey to my Savior, my Creator/King, that I’m truly not interested in building up my own kingdom, my own domain; but His.

But like David, am I simply fooling myself when I say that everything and anything I do is for the sake of God. I mean, come on guys. If I’m not interested in building my own domain or watching out for my own sake, why do I have a web domain called pastorboller.com?

Ahh yes. The truth is out.

Even though we say we want everything to be about Him, that old flesh side still has a way, like in David’s case in Psalm 54, of saying, “Hey God, getting me out of this jam will sure look good on Your resume!”

“But quite honestly, Lord, it wouldn’t do me too bad either!”

So here I am. The man who wants to be about living for the sake of God, but in all honesty, still struggling everyday to make sure my sake doesn’t get lost in the shuffle. And maybe. Just maybe. God is OK with that.

Maybe my Creator/King knows that I’m never going to be completely self-less, and despite that, He still loves me. He still looks out for my sake, for His sake!

For heaven’s sake.

And that’s all I have to say about that, for Christ’s sake!

My prayer: For heaven’s sake, Father, You know as well as I do that I am so often found saying and doing things for Your sake, but secretly doing those things for my benefit as well as for Yours! And yet, You still love me. You still look out for me. You still care for my sake. Thank You that You have a wonderful way of overlooking my selfishness and self-centeredness and, for Your sake, keep loving me. For Your name’s sake. Amen.

My questions to ponder: So whose ‘sake’ am I really after most of the time? What are my personal agendas that drive things in my life, making everything be all about my benefit or my well-being? How might I become less ‘self-saking’ and more generous in my actions, allowing much more of my life to truly be lived for God’s sake, alone?

So what is God speaking to you today as you ponder the Psalms?

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Contemplating Psalm 53. Beware. Poisonous Gas Ahead.

Posted by Marty Boller on May 10, 2013
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Excerpts from Psalm 53. (MsgB)

Bilious and bloated, they gas, “God is gone.”
It’s poison gas—they foul themselves, they poison rivers and skies; thistles are their cash crop.

Don’t they know anything, all these impostors?
Don’t they know they can’t get away with this,
Treating people like a fast-food meal over which they’re too busy to pray?

Night is coming for them, and nightmare—a nightmare they’ll never wake up from.
God will make hash of these squatters, send them packing for good.

April 8th, 1966.

The day our westernized and modernized world finally came out with the truth as we 20th century advanced-folks believed it to be.

You see, it was one thing to listen to the whispering songs of the Simon and Garfunkel’s, or the Bob Dylan’s, or the Beatles’. Oh, for sure, these pop musicians of the mid-1960’s had been declaring God as deceased for years. I mean, it was John Lennon who said it very clearly to the press. The Beatles, he proudly announced, had now become more popular than Jesus Christ.

Heresy? Maybe.

It’s one thing when a musical icon like John Lennon says it, but it’s quite another thing when, on April 8th, 1966, the nation’s largest and most well-respected magazine prints their first-ever picture-less cover, announcing to our world that the secret was now finally out.

God…just might be. Shh. Don’t say it too loudly, lest you offend the religious folks…

But GOD IS DEAD!

But wait…how do you know this?

Because when it’s on the cover of TIME magazine, it has to be true!

It’s kinda funny to sit here today in 2013 and realize that John Lennon is long gone, nearly forgotten by this generation, and TIME magazine? Today, just another fading print-publication looking to survive in our computerized & digitalized society.

And God?

Still ticking. Still going. Just like the Energizer Bunny. Apparently, you just can’t keep a Good God down.

King David, back about 1,000 years before the birth of Jesus of Nazareth, had heard the same scuttlebutt as well.

Shh. Don’t tell anyone, but God is just in your imagination.

I like the way Eugene Peterson translates it.

Gas. Poisonous gas.

Toxic fumes just waiting for someone (like God?) to light a match.

Bilious and bloated.

Full of themselves and yes, my friends, so full of sh…

Whoops. I almost went too far there with my comments. But you know what I mean.

So, the next time one of those beautiful TV or movie celebrities appear on one of those elite talk shows and begin expounding how the Christian faith is in decline and God is just a figment of our religious imaginations, just keep in mind what King David said so many years ago.

Bunk.

Come back in about 20 or 30 years and that same beautiful celebrity who took our breath away is now either dead from a drug overdose or looking like some old hag off the streets. And the TV show or movie that was once the in-thing at the time is now only listed as a fun memory for senior citizens.

And God?

Yup. Still there. Still involved. Still loving. Still creating. Still working His fingers to the bone, watching over His kids, who after all these years, still don’t quite get the fact that our Creator/King is here for the long haul.

Like it or not. Ready or not.

Here He comes!

My prayer: Poppa. Forgive me when I buy into the trash-talk about You and Your Kingdom. Without a doubt, the doubters and scoffers have a shelf life that’s shorter than a loaf of bread. But You, oh Lord, are forever. Spirit, empower me to hold onto You for dear life, even when others pronounce You as being on life-support. For Your name’s sake. Amen.

My questions to ponder: Where am I falling prey to my society’s proud announcements concerning the death of God and the demise of Christianity? Am I breathing in the toxic fumes and letting it go to my head or heart? If so, what can I do so that I step away from this limited, self-centered perspective and take a long, loving look at my Eternal, Time-less God?

So what is God speaking to you today as you ponder the Psalms?

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Contemplating Psalm 52. So, What Kind of Tree Are You?

Posted by Marty Boller on May 8, 2013
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Excerpts from Psalm 52. (MsgB)

A David Psalm, When Doeg the Edomite Reported to Saul, “David’s at Ahimelech’s House”

You scheme catastrophe; your tongue cuts razor-sharp, artisan in lies.
You love evil more than good, you call black white.
You love malicious gossip, you foul-mouth.

Big Man bet on the wrong horse, trusted in big money, made his living from catastrophe.

(But) I’m an olive tree, growing green in God’s House.
I trusted in the generous mercy of God then and now.

I’ll stay right here; (God’s) good name my hope,
In company with (God’s) faithful friends.

Let’s play two questions today.

Question #1…So what kind of tree would you like to be when you grow up?

Question #2…And where will you choose to be planted?

As I see it, we all start out in life as tender shoots. Little sprouts with all of our future in front of us (as the wise sage, baseball great Casey Stengel, used to say). Potential everywhere. Possibilities unending. The sky is the limit.

But then it happens.

Unfortunately, so many of us earth dwellers pay so little attention to what’s going on in and around our lives, we wake up one morning and find that we’ve become something we don’t really want to be. And worse yet, without our awareness, life has an amazing way of transplanting us to places we’d really not choose for ourselves if we were actually thinking about it more.

Take Doeg the Edomite, for example.

Doeg was the chief herdsman for King Saul. Chapters 21 and 22 of 1st Samuel tell us a bit about his ugly story. This ‘big man’ (as David pegs him in Psalm 52) had a very little heart. Yet rabbinical writings suggest that Doeg, a Gentile, had a love for God and converted to Judaism early on in his life, becoming one of the greatest scholars of his day. Apparently Doeg was so talented and well-versed, he could make others ‘blush’ when they tried to outdo him with their own wisdom. Ancient Jewish writings say that Doeg could entertain 300 different questions with reference to one single ritual case.  Other writings tell us however, that this young man with a heart for God also became a very jealous man with a very big tongue. One big man with a small conscience, a holder of grudges, and one that, over time, showed little or no mercy toward others.

I guess one could say that Doeg, the young sprout who once had a soft heart for God, chose to let life make him into a cactus tree planted in a field of poison ivy.

David, on the other hand, chose to let his hard knocks in life not shape his destiny. For years, young David, a man who, like Doeg, had a soft heart toward God, had to live most of his life on the run, escaping the wrath of King Saul. Quite honestly, David could have grown bitter and allowed live to make him into that cactus tree planted in a field of poison ivy, but David chose something better.

In Psalm 52, David calls himself an olive tree, growing green in God’s House.

And just as David prophesied here in Psalm 52, Doeg the Edomite died at age 34, cut down in the prime of life, betrayed and murdered by those who had followed him and his wisdom for many years. But David? This green olive tree, choosing to live in God’s House rather than in a field of poison ivy, lived to a ripe old age, increasing in God’s presence until the day he drew his last breath.

Hmm.

Now let’s review those two questions again…

Question #1…So what kind of tree would you like to be when you grow up?

Question #2…And where will you choose to be planted?

My prayer: Father God, help me learn from these ancient stories found in the Scriptures. I choose today to not let life shape me into a tree I don’t want to become. I also choose to not allow my circumstances, difficult as they might be, to plant me in places I don’t want to go. I choose this day, Jesus, to become an olive tree, growing green in the House of the Lord. For Your name’s sake. Amen.

My questions to ponder: Like in Doeg’s life, good gifts from God (such as wisdom), when combined with expanding pride and a boisterous tongue, can lead to really bad fruit. What self-centered and self-focused manure is fertilizing my roots today? Am I aware that my selfish insecurities and self-consumed promotion of myself can be taking me down a road I just don’t want to travel on?

So what is God speaking to you today as you ponder the Psalms?

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Contemplating Psalm 51. Busted by God.

Posted by Marty Boller on May 6, 2013
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Excerpts from Psalm 51. (MsgB)

A David Psalm, After He Was Confronted by Nathan About the Affair with Bathsheba.

Scrub away my guilt, soak out my sins in Your laundry. I know how bad I’ve been; my sins are staring me down.

Soak me in your laundry and I’ll come out clean, scrub me and I’ll have a snow-white life.
Tune me in to foot-tapping songs, set these once-broken bones to dancing.
Don’t look too close for blemishes, give me a clean bill of health.
God, make a fresh start in me, shape a Genesis week from the chaos of my life.
Don’t throw me out with the trash, or fail to breathe holiness in me.
Bring me back from gray exile, put a fresh wind in my sails!
Give me a job teaching rebels your ways so the lost can find their way home.
Commute my death sentence, God, my salvation God, and I’ll sing anthems to Your life-giving ways. Unbutton my lips, dear God; I’ll let loose with your praise.

Ever been busted?

Caught red-handed with your grubby little hand in the cookie jar, with your other grubby little hand stuffing yet another cookie in your mouth?

Ouch. The jig is up. The curtain raised. The charade is over.

Here I was, just a moment ago, enjoying sweet cookies in my secret place and then, whammo. Mom barges in, turns on the kitchen light, and there I am, standing there with no excuses. No yeah buts. Just one red face with telltale cookie crumbs dropping from my lying lips.

Cookies? What cookies?

If you do a bit of reading in the Old Testament, you’ll find that King David, a man after God’s own heart, had a few of those ‘busted’ moments in his life as well. But let’s get totally honest here. King David didn’t just steal a cookie or two from mommy’s cookie jar. King David had one pregnant girl friend, one dead husband, and one very big cover-up story to explain to his good friend, Nathan. One very ashamed King of Israel who had done some pretty bad stuff that resulted in some pretty horrendous consequences.

(Note that we discussed a lot of these juicy details back in our blog on Psalm 38.)

2nd Samuel 11 spells out for us one ugly situation for ole’ King David. And isn’t it just like God to send a spy like David’s best friend, Nathan, to pull the covers off of his secret sins, revealing one very embarrassed King of Israel? And there we have it. King Davey, standing there with his proverbial pants down, if you know what I mean.

So I find it interesting that when the stuff hits the fan for King David and all of his sin is finally laid out there in front of God; the King of Israel starts singing a song!

And one beautiful song it is.

As I see it, Psalm 51 is not some sad song of a jailbird looking for a quick write-off from his friend. Nor is this some flowery poetry that hopes to find a sympathetic audience. But one true confession by one sorry man who simply spills his guts out to his God, knowing that this same God of judgment is also a God of great mercy.

You see, that’s the difference between an earthly judge who catches us with our hands in the cookie jar and our High King in Heaven who knows we just can’t keep our pants on when given the opportunity to sin. King David’s song seems to indicate to me that David knew full well that once he was found out by God, his very best move was to simply fall on his knees, stop with the excuses, and just calls ‘em as he sees ‘em.

I’m one big sinner, God, in need of some big, big help!

I remember my mentor, John Wimber, told the story of the time he found himself immersed in a multitude of his own mistakes. As he was diligently praying his flowery prayers of repentance to God, asking for forgiveness from his trespasses, grace for his goofa’s, and a release from his errors; God suddenly interrupted him and said gently, “John, why don’t you just call it what it actually is?”

“Call it sin, son! Just call it sin.”

John said that once he could get gut honest with himself, calling his sin a sin, the God of Mercy came to him and began, like He does here with David, to begin His restoration process. As a matter of fact, God is so amazing in His grace, even as I’m still removing my hand from His cookie jar, He has already begun to look for creative ways to help me to never have to sneak into His kitchen ever again, looking for cookies on my own.

So let’s get honest, my friends. Let’s just begin calling our sin for what it actually is! And like King David here in Psalm 51, let’s begin asking our Loving Father to release a fresh start in us, shaping a Genesis week from the chaos of our sinful lives. For His Name’s sake.

My prayer: Father, plain and simple, I can so easily be a big sinner with my grubby little hands caught in Your cookie jar. Like David, I ask that You scrub away my guilt, soak out my sins in Your laundry. I know how bad I’ve been; my sins are staring me down. Thank You, my Loving Father, that You begin the restoration process the moment I get honest with You. For Your name’s sake. Amen.

My questions to ponder: Why must I be one who needs to be ‘busted’ by God rather than coming to Him on my own accord, honestly stating my inner wants and needs to Him in the first place? What might it look like for God to make a fresh start in me, shaping a Genesis week from the chaos of my life? What new works of God might begin inside of me as I learn the fine art of honest repentance as modeled here in Psalm 51 by King David?

So what is God speaking to you today as you ponder the Psalms?

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