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Showing posts with label Psalm 145:10. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Psalm 145:10. Show all posts

Friday, June 17, 2016

Humble Pie



All your works shall give thanks to you, O LORD, and all your saints shall bless you! --Psalm 145:10


The world that has rejected God spends most of its time condemning Him.  The news focuses on senseless acts of violence, accidents, and disasters of one kind or another.  The unbeliever asks constantly why evil exists.  Every utopian scheme from communes to eugenics to fascism and socialism attack God as less than good and His order as something flawed that can be fixed by the limited, largely ignorant, yet endless arrogant creature called man.

There is much encouraging humility and meekness, especially, in the words of Jesus, because humility helps us to cope with all that we do not understand in the world.  People seem quick to suggest that we should not judge one another, yet we are often guilty of judging God, of thinking that somehow we know more than He does.  We think we know what He is trying to do.  People that can’t balance their own checkbooks or control their appetites and actions in light of easily foreseeable consequences are, nonetheless, certain that God is “doing it wrong”. 

This is something with which every saint has struggled.  What makes God’s holy ones different is not that they know so much more, rather they’ve given up what they know must be wrong. 

God is Good.  In the end, His works always testify of His goodness, His faithfulness, and of His enduring, overwhelming love.