“To you I lift up my eyes, O you who are enthroned in the heavens!” (Psalm 123:1 NRSV)
When I am frustrated, confused, tired and feeling hopeless, I don’t lift up my eyes to the LORD. I don’t trust in God like I say I do. My actions and my attitude often reveal my lack of faith.
“Unjust men…do not look up to heaven, for heaven sees into their hearts and condemns them. Those who trust in God, however, always look up to heaven, for heaven alone is the final foundation of their hope. It is ever to heaven that the just man raises his eyes in trust.” (Reardon, Christ in the Psalms, 245)
“Whoever dwells in the shelter of the Most High
will rest in the shadow of the Almighty.
I will say of the Lord, ‘He is my refuge and my fortress,
my God, in whom I trust.'” (Psalm 91:1-2 NIV)
“Refuge.” It’s important for me to meditate on this central metaphor in the Psalms. Sometimes I am like a confused wanderer still waiting to be convinced that God cares, that I belong, that the invitation to rest in the shadow of the Almighty is actually for me.
Is God my refuge?
Is God your refuge?
There is a greater transformation still awaiting us. On our own we keep resisting, dragging our feet, taking our eyes off the LORD. Scanning our surroundings instead of seeking the light of the Lord, we inevitably view ourselves as grasshoppers in a land of giants.
O that we would have the faith of a child and the resolve of a saint. O that we would taste “union” so wonderful, so glorious, that to dwell among the shadow-lands would no longer be tolerated.
Yahweh, raise us up in the strength of your embrace.
Our eyes are fixed on you.
Our hearts trust in you.