O LORD, my heart is not lifted up; my eyes are not raised too high.
I do not occupy myself with things too great and too marvelous for me.
But I have calmed and quieted my soul, like a weaned child with its mother-like a weaned child is my soul within me–O Israel, hope in the LORD from this time forth and forevermore. Ps 131:1-3
I think this passage is significant because it makes me wonder; it makes me think. What is the Psalmist saying? What is behind his prayerful declaration? Why is the Psalmist “drawing down” his heart-to quiet himself? Is it to reduce the clamor and being still to hear His Whisper?
I get busy doing “stuff.” I can even be doing “Bible stuff” or “church stuff”-more often than not I am doing “stuff stuff”-hardly a bit that I can attribute to “godly stuff” or even “good stuff.” Granted if I make merciful conclusions about myself most of the “stuff” I do I consider benign or harmless.
It used to be that I practiced self-condemnation about this “stuff.” I got down on myself; felt like I disappointed God-He expects soooo much and I give so little. How could I possibly please Him?
Then I found out, was taught, came to a biblical knowledge and conviction about the Doctrine of Justification and its sister Sanctification–changed my life and my walk in the comfort of the Gospel.
I sort of understand the Psalmist now. The analogy I think of is baseball. As a coach it is “play within your means, press beyond them only a little bit each time. Take what is given and use it profitably.” Another sports analogy is golf: Swing easy-it goes straighter and further. Swing hard and it is taking a turn either to the left or right-but for sure it is not going where you want it to go. The Psalmist is sort of saying the same thing: I am quieting my soul to see You alone O God. I am not thinking of the potential of the harvest field, I am not thinking of the tasks before me, I am not thinking of the conflicts and opposition of the various trials and successes/opportunities of life. I am quieting my soul, my mind, my heart-just like a child in the arms of its parent-waiting on You O Lord.
Waiting quietly is one of the hardest, most difficult, practices/disciplines a Christian can engage in-maybe more so because I am a baby boomer American. Still-I practice. I quiet my soul. I wait for His Whisper….
Oh, God: I wait upon You. That’s a laugh! Of course I want to say that but the Holy Chuckle is that You see that I don’t-or if I do, I do it haphazardly and totally inconsistently. Still my desire is for You. My desire is to succeed at this-just like I want to succeed at the other disciplines. Help me Lord Jesus to quiet my heart everywhere I walk; at home fixing dinner, talking with my wife and children, talking with friends and acquaintances. As I read make me wonder in awesome wonder at how You allow connections with Your thoughts. In Your word is Life! I want to see the pulsating heart of God every time I open Your Word. AMEN.