January 4, 2011
Psalm 33:8-15
Let all the earth fear the LORD; let all the people of the world revere him. For he spoke, and it came to be; he commanded, and it stood firm. The LORD foils the plans of the nations; he thwarts the purposes of the peoples. But the plans of the LORD stand firm forever, the purposes of his heart through all generations. Blessed is the nation whose God is the LORD, the people he chose for his inheritance. From heaven the LORD looks down and sees all mankind; from his dwelling place he watches all who live on earth-- he who forms the hearts of all, who considers everything they do.
16 No king is saved by the size of his army; no warrior escapes by his great strength. 17 A horse is a vain hope for deliverance; despite all its great strength it cannot save. 18 But the eyes of the LORD are on those who fear him, on those whose hope is in his unfailing love, 19 to deliver them from death and keep them alive in famine. 20 We wait in hope for the LORD; he is our help and our shield. 21 In him our hearts rejoice, for we trust in his holy name. 22 May your unfailing love rest upon us, O LORD, even as we put our hope in you.
Have you ever thought about the things that have made you who you are? The good and the bad things; the right and wrong choices you have made; the circumstances that were perfect and the ones that were not; all of these things culminated to make you the person that you see in the mirror every morning.
Do you ever wonder how much of your life is really in God’s hands? Where does my freewill end and His sovereignty begin? Those wrong choices that I have made, the sins that I have committed, they are all a part of what makes me- me, but they weren’t all a part of God’s plan for my life. He didn’t plan my sin, but He knew about it, before I made the decision to sin.
I imagine my life as ruins; something that was so beautiful and so amazing that has become something it never was meant to be. Yet as ruinous as it is, it is good. God has made it good. He has made my life what He wanted. God makes something beautiful out of ashes, but what was it before it was ashes? Maybe it was something beautiful. There is good that comes from bad and bad that comes from good. All I can do is hope that the it all brings glory to the One that saved me
