Make me to hear joy and gladness, Let the bones which You have broken rejoice.
But may all who search for you
be filled with joy and gladness in you.
May those who love your salvation
repeatedly shout, “God is great!”
You have allowed me to suffer much hardship,
but you will restore me to life again
and lift me up from the depths of the earth.
My Bible reading for today was from Psalms 70 and 71.
I love the Psalms. I am always comforted by the words. No matter how desperate and afraid the Psalmist is at that time, the heart cry turns the focus back to God’s faithfulness.
King David wrote Psalms 51, 70, and 71. This was a man who God called a man after His own heart (1 Samuel 13:14 and Acts 13:22). Yet, David committed adultery with Bathsheba and then had her husband murdered to cover up his sin. God used Nathan to confront King David in 2 Samuel 12 and David confessed his sins and his relationship with God was restored.
A lot of people focus on the deeds of David and use those instances as a means to pass judgment on Christians. What they fail to recognize is, Christians KNOW they sin and do bad things. I’m guilty of this ALL the time and I know I will struggle with this until the day I meet Jesus face to face.
I’ve only come to understand that it’s the heart of man God judges. He knows each and every one of us. He knows me. He knows I desperately long to please Him and want others to see the power of God’s Word and His love in me. He knows I don’t want to do the wrong things and cause my poor choices to become the burdens of another. I want to be a woman after God’s own heart and speak truth and healing to those I come in contact with.
I find David’s Psalms to be raw and full of depth. He was real with God and real with others. He was flawed and human but his desire was to honor God in everything he did. He may have stepped off the straight and narrow path at times but God always brought him back to where he needed to be.
That’s what God does for us too. Sometimes my days are filled with anguish and joy within the span of a breath. I don’t understand how that can be but it happens. I often pray the words of Psalm 51 as my own prayer.
“Make me to hear joy and gladness so the bones which You have broken may rejoice.” That is a LITERAL prayer for me. Both of my ankles were damaged when I fell down a spiral staircase and tore the ligaments and Achilles tendons in both ankles. I endured years of being bedridden and unable to get stronger. Then one day I was able to see a surgeon and he performed reconstructive surgery on both of my ankles. I was able to walk again. Unfortunately, arthritis and weakness are setting in but I do exercises to strengthen and help.
I am reminded of God’s faithfulness to come every time I experience the pain in my ankles. Of course, I usually make a joke to my friends or family about the “agony of de-feet”. In all seriousness, I know there will come a day when I will not have pain. I will no longer struggle or suffer. I also know there will come a day when all those who know Jesus will no longer struggle or suffer. We will be rescued and renewed.
That makes me smile. I have so much to look forward to and so do you. It doesn’t matter where you are in life or who you are. This is a message to my fallen and broken brothers and sisters in Christ. There is hope. There is ALWAYS hope. God will sustain you. He will guide you. He will HOLD you even when you don’t want anything to do with Him. Trust me on that. He will NEVER let you go.