Have you ever read the 139th Psalm? It’s a great one to personalize. If you’re down, feel alone, or useless, it’s encouraging. When you’re running from God, it’s not as comforting, as you’ll see you have nowhere to go.
If you stop and let Him catch you, it’ll be comforting in hindsight. We looked at a verse of it in GriefShare, but the whole thing is gold. That’s our focus today.
You have searched me, Lord,
and you know me.
You know when I sit and when I rise;
you perceive my thoughts from afar.
You discern my going out and my lying down;
you are familiar with all my ways.
Before a word is on my tongue
you, Lord, know it completely.
You hem me in behind and before,
and you lay your hand upon me.
God knows you better than you know yourself, routines, where you’re going, etc. He knows your sins, the inner demons, the struggles, but also the good things like your happiness and joy.
Such knowledge is too wonderful for me,
too lofty for me to attain.
The scope of that knowledge is mind-boggling. The first time I flew, I was looking down at the houses, cars, and towns. A ‘God’s-eye view’ I thought. Not even close. He sees everything in totality (all of creation), galaxies, stars, individual grains of sand, to the smallest particles doing their thing.
Think about this for a minute, your life, the years you’ve lived, the ripples you’ve made, the details no one knows. Now multiply that by 7,400,000,000 (7.4 billion). That’s the estimated population of the world. Mind…boggled.
There’s more…the Population Reference Bureau says that in human history there have been 108,200,000,000 (108.2 billion) people who’ve been born. God knows them all, was involved with them all. We’ve not even gotten to the rest of life. Mind…kablooey.
Where can I go from your Spirit?
Where can I flee from your presence?
If I go up to the heavens, you are there;
if I make my bed in the depths, you are there.
If I rise on the wings of the dawn,
if I settle on the far side of the sea,
even there your hand will guide me,
your right hand will hold me fast.
If I say, “Surely the darkness will hide me
and the light become night around me,”
even the darkness will not be dark to you;
the night will shine like the day,
for darkness is as light to you.
You cannot hide, literally never outside of his sight. If you’re going through a hard time, that’s a nice thing to know. Despite the turmoil, He’s at work, He’s guiding you. Realizing that is what brought me to Him in 2014.
If you’re running from Him, your efforts to hide are like a toddler crouched in plain sight behind something. He’s waiting until you get tired, and stand up to look for Him, to only discover He’s always been there.
For you created my inmost being;
you knit me together in my mother’s womb.
I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made;
your works are wonderful,
I know that full well.
My frame was not hidden from you
when I was made in the secret place,
when I was woven together in the depths of the earth.
Your eyes saw my unformed body;
all the days ordained for me were written in your book
before one of them came to be.
You were hand-crafted with a purpose before time began. He had you in mind (Ephesians 1:4), knowing how your life would be from beginning to end to eternity. The bad times, He wept, knowing it was coming. The times you sinned, deserving His wrath, and the good times He enjoyed watching, yet He still made you.
Multiply that by 108.2 billion. God’s not a dispassionate observer, He’s involved.
How precious to me are your thoughts,[a] God!
How vast is the sum of them!
Were I to count them,
they would outnumber the grains of sand—
when I awake, I am still with you.
Consider the scientific disciplines: psychology, physics, biology, the cosmological constants that keep everything ticking. Think about what it takes to keep order in the world, life, death, spring, winter, climate, the smallest events to world events, and all the ripples into the future. Boggled.
If only you, God, would slay the wicked!
Away from me, you who are bloodthirsty!
They speak of you with evil intent;
your adversaries misuse your name.
Do I not hate those who hate you, Lord,
and abhor those who are in rebellion against you?
I have nothing but hatred for them;
I count them my enemies.
Search me, God, and know my heart;
test me and know my anxious thoughts.
See if there is any offensive way in me,
and lead me in the way everlasting.
Focusing on the last four lines, ask God to do just that. “Search me, God, and know my heart; test me and know my anxious thoughts. See if there is any offensive way in me, and lead me in the way everlasting.”
Make that a prayer, and be quiet and listen.