每日诗歌: 人算什麼 (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mbAtFZj5xwI)
Psalm 38 [Read]
Psalm 39 [Read]
Psalm 40 [Read]
Acts 23:12-35 [Read]
He was tall, well built and athletic, and his health had been relatively good. He had a good career and decent wealth, lived in a mansion, and drove a luxury car. But few years ago he started to complain about a mysterious chest pain, and all checkups could not identify any cause. Four months later when I saw him again, a simple move of standing up became a difficult task for him. However, he praised the Lord with us as we kneeled down and prayed for him. There was not a dry eye in the room. A few months later, I heard he had passed into the other side of eternity. “A man’s life but a breath, Selah” (Ps 39:5, 11).
“Show me, O LORD, my life's end and the number of my days; let me know how fleeting my life is” (39:4). One thing I notice as I grow old is that the time seems to pass me by increasingly fast each day, and I appreciate this verse more and more each day. Indeed, our life is fleeting. Though I can’t say I have experienced such “dark night of the soul” like the psalmist described, especially as a result of punishment from God (39:10), the appreciation of brevity of life enables me to better “muzzle my mouth” (39:1) and be “silent and still” (39:2). It seems that the closer we get to eternity, the fainter the worldly achievements and struggling become. As the famous Chinese poet Xin Jiaxuan eloquently put it: “I want to speak but stop. Instead, I admire the beauty of the chilly autumn”.
This is not pessimism, though. It’s a deeper appreciation of life as a sanctifying process in which the impurity is being precipitated and filth purged. It’s a realization that we are all aliens and strangers (39:12), passing through this world in order to reach our final destiny. We may bustle and hustle to heap up more worldly treasure for others to enjoy (39:6), or we may take the limited years we have, the years that are like a mere handbreadth (39:5), and seek the One who created us for a better purpose. At the end, we just might reach the same kind of spiritual capacity as the psalmist and be able to say “But now, Lord, what do I look for? My hope is in you” (39:7). Amen.
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