Thoughts on Psalm 94
1 O Lord, the God of vengeance,
O God of vengeance, let your glorious justice shine forth!
2 Arise, O Judge of the earth.
Give the proud what they deserve.
3 How long, O Lord?
How long will the wicked be allowed to gloat?
4 How long will they speak with arrogance?
How long will these evil people boast?
5 They crush your people, Lord,
hurting those you claim as your own.
6 They kill widows and foreigners
and murder orphans.
7 “The Lord isn’t looking,” they say,
“and besides, the God of Israel doesn’t care.”
How many times I have thought about verse 7? So many past, current, and I’m sure future circumstances have me thinking about this verse. The Lord isn’t looking…He doesn’t. I’d be lying if I didn’t believe that to be true.
Take today, for instance. Woke up with a start at 5 am with a child coming upstairs to tell me another child woke up and got her up. I told the first child to go back to bed. Got the second child ready to lay down for a couple more hours until I realized he had soaked through all he was wearing. Now, my bedroom and bathroom wreak of pee. Good times.
Then I woke back up at 6 because I noticed lights on downstairs. Two boys seemingly doing their chores yet…not doing their chores but watching television. I give them marching orders and I go back to bed.
The calm before the Storm
I had an ounce of peace when I hoped in the hottest of hot showers and then got out and laid on the bed in silence. Sister called. Great conversation. Then Big Daddy beeped in 3 or 4 times. I finally call him back and he tells me to get to the school that a child had been in a fight.
That was super fun to deal with and totally appropriate that my boys are too scared of the admins to tell them they are being bullied. Bullying was escalated and D had had enough though the other guy threw the first punch. They both get suspended.
Then, I deal with that (which wow, this administration needs to work on communication skills, eye contact, and talking WITH the parent instead of AT the parent) and come home. I hear that my other mom isn’t doing well and her status. Sadly, I break. I cried for the rest of the day. My heart and brain are done.
The Lord isn’t looking…the God of Israel doesn’t even care. Yes…I get that desperation and that feeling. I get it
8 Think again, you fools!
When will you finally catch on?
9 Is he deaf—the one who made your ears?
Is he blind—the one who formed your eyes?
10 He punishes the nations—won’t he also punish you?
He knows everything—doesn’t he also know what you are doing?
11 The Lord knows people’s thoughts;
he knows they are worthless!
12 Joyful are those you discipline, Lord,
those you teach with your instructions.
13 You give them relief from troubled times
until a pit is dug to capture the wicked.
14 The Lord will not reject his people;
he will not abandon his special possession.
15 Judgment will again be founded on justice,
and those with virtuous hearts will pursue it.
16 Who will protect me from the wicked?
Who will stand up for me against evildoers?
17 Unless the Lord had helped me,
I would soon have settled in the silence of the grave.
18 I cried out, “I am slipping!”
but your unfailing love, O Lord, supported me.
19 When doubts filled my mind,
your comfort gave me renewed hope and cheer.
20 Can unjust leaders claim that God is on their side—
leaders, whose decrees permit injustice?
21 They gang up against the righteous
and condemn the innocent to death.
22 But the Lord is my fortress;
my God is the mighty rock where I hide.
23 God will turn the sins of evil people back on them.
He will destroy them for their sins.
The Lord our God will destroy them.
But God. He is unfailing love, support, comforter, renewer of hope, and cheer. Yes, He is my fortress, my mighty rock where I can hide.