For my time with the Lord first thing in the morning, I usually have been reading a chapter in the book of Mark and an Old Testament story in a book with Rembrandt paintings accompanying the stories. But this morning, because my son was behind in his reading (he reads the same thing as I do, then we talk about it), I needed to do something else...
Recently I've been having some negative thoughts and feelings of doubt and fear that reminded me of what I experienced nine years ago when I went through one of the worst times in my life. Does God really love me? I've asked myself. And does He really have a good plan for my future? Or will I just spend the rest of my life with no money and all kinds of health problems? Is there really a "next life" that will make all the suffering here worthwhile?
During my crisis years ago, when I had similar doubts and fears, I would read several Psalms each day, starting with the Psalm corresponding to the date and doubling that number until there were no more Psalms to read. So, for example, if it was the 2nd of the month, I would read Psalm 2, then Psalm 4, then Psalm 8, then Psalm 16, and so on. Today was September 2, so I did exactly that this morning. All the Psalms I read were meaningful, but Psalm 16 just jumped off the page at me. I'll share some of the highlights from it below. (I read it in the New Living Translation because I wanted to experience these familiar passages from a new perspective, and that worked, but sure enough I also discovered a bad translation, which happens sometimes with that version.)
Verse 2 says, "I said to the Lord, 'You are my Master! Every good thing I have comes from you.'” This reminded me of how many good things I do have [thankfulness is a key to everything!] and where they come from [there's nothing better to crowd out doubt and fear from our hearts than thanking and praising God].
Verse 4 says, "Troubles multiply for those who chase after other gods. I will not take part in their sacrifices of blood or even speak the names of their gods." This reminded me that doubt and fear are actually forms of idolatry, because when we give in to them, we are trusting in something else other than God. And I also was reminded of an unusual memoir I finished writing at the beginning of the year, of which the title or subtitle will be Confessions of a Serial Idolater. I reviewed in my mind some of the lessons I've learned when God has toppled the idols in my life.
Verse 8 says, "I know the Lord is always with me. I will not be shaken, for he is right beside me." This is how the NLT translates the verse, which is meaningful as it is, but when I listened to the song I share about below, I realized that the literal (and correct) translation is even better: "Because He is at my right hand, I will not be shaken." The reference to "my right hand" hints at the One who sits at the right hand of God. Through His sacrifice for us and the work of the Holy Spirit, we have been made One with Him and with the Father and receive by grace all the Divine love and blessing He deserves.
Verses 10-11 are the climax of the Psalm: "You will not leave my soul among the dead or allow your holy one to rot in the grave. You will show me the way of life, granting me the joy of your presence and the pleasures of living with you forever." There IS INDEED a future life that will make the trials of this one worthwhile in the end... and I pray for more faith to believe it when the doubt and fear start to creep in. "I do believe," I said this morning, "Lord, help my unbelief."
After I read the Psalm, I said "song about Psalm 116" into my phone, and this one came up... (I listened to it four times.)