Regina These words minister to the broken places. They speak to the full cups too. Teaching us, no matter the state of life, there is always a choice. We choose the Lord as our portion or run after other gods. We choose sorrow or unending joy. We choose Jesus or something else.
Psalm 16
4 The sorrows of those who run after another god shall multiply;
their drink offerings of blood I will not pour out
or take their names on my lips.
5 The Lord is my chosen portion and my cup;you hold my lot.
6 The lines have fallen for me in pleasant places;
indeed, I have a beautiful inheritance.
7 I bless the Lord who gives me counsel;
in the night also my heart instructs me.
8 I have set the Lord always before me;
because he is at my right hand, I shall not be shaken.
9 Therefore my heart is glad, and my whole being rejoices;
my flesh also dwells secure.
It is grace at play here, but we have a part. We are always receiving or rejecting Christ’s fellowship. We choose Him and then we choose again & again to set Him always before us. The heart response of communing with God is always gladness. Gladness may mingle with tears of repentance or accompany shouts of praise, but either way joy comes, a heart made full by God is well-contented too. We need that! We easily grow weary. We don’t rest in Him well. We are needy beyond our knowing. Yet, He gives us counsel even at night!
Gladness is not the only things that grabs hold of the heart dining always with Him, security takes root too.
The truth is we don’t need to be so insecure. He says it right there doesn’t He?! Did you take it in?! my flesh also dwells secure…
I don’t know if we get that in this culture where sin is so easily accepted. We breeze by our unbelief and at times live in our doubt. It’s the fellowship that drives it all so fiercely away. It’s Christ. His clear presence that bids insecurity farewell. Might it be more complicated than that, maybe? I am not sure. I am sure though that this word is truth. It is coming to bring life to the weak part of you and strength to your soul exhausted with trying so hard to be good enough. Kind of leans us into Psalm 46 all over again Cease striving, and know that I am God. We will learn the lesson yet.