Contrast
My dear Aunt Ronnie had a great saying, “Life is all about contrast, kid.” She lived to be 97 years old and then, staying consistent to the end, died on my mom’s birthday. On that day I ran to Meijers and got the last box of martini glasses on the shelf so we could raise a toast in her honor because she had always so enjoyed a super dry martini. Contrasts tangled up galore.
We all know the contrasts of life, don’t we? Happiness, sorrow…fear, trust…things being absolutely lovely, chaos…obedience, secret sin. What do we do with those overwhelming longings for happiness, trust, loveliness, and obedience? Why do we want to pursue those things and try to avoid the others?
Psalm 126 was in our all-church reading schedule this past week. If you didn’t read it in the devotional, take a moment and read it now. It opens with such an amazing picture: fortunes restored as in a dream, laughter, shouts of joy, other nations seeing the blessing, great things, being glad. Yet it indicates that these beautiful events are from times gone by. “Joy seems to lie in the past, tears occupy the present. If only the Lord would act now as completely and dramatically as he did then! So we pray for streams…transforming dried-up watercourses, making the scorched land into a garden! But no, in God’s providence, following on his mighty acts, the metaphor of the harvest takes over. There will be songs of joy but only when the toilsome task of sowing has been done and the crop has matured for harvest. That is where we find ourselves in God’s perfect plan of things.” (New Bible Commentary, ed. Wenham et al, p. 574)
How can we know God’s presence with us in both the laughter and the weeping? Specifically how do we go out day to day not just gritting our teeth as we sow in tears and weep? Because God is over and through everything, we weep towards God in lamenting and repenting! That makes all the hard things not just something to endure and regret, but to actually mean something! It’s restoration. The ESV Study Bible says Psalm 126 “is a community lament that recalls a previous time of God’s mercy on his people and asks for a fresh show of that mercy.” In lament we tell God about the sorrow, fear, and chaos in our lives, and look to him in hope because we remember that he has restored us in the past. In repentance we are real about our sins and lament the damage they do to ourselves and others. And then we receive forgiveness and restoration amen and amen. Repenting is so freeing. Can we really keep up this facade that we aren’t messing up? What a contrast: hope and laughter for tears; forgiveness for failure.
Notice these words in the psalm: we, our, us. We live this life of contrast with each other! I’d like to give a special shout out to the teenagers and young adults among us. Do you know you’re 100% part of the “we” of Christ Church? You are needed to make us whole. Please, enter into the communal laughing, lamenting, and repenting, looking to God with hope. We adults were young once. We remember the struggles of youth and there is nothing new under the sun. Share your tears with your youth leaders, your parents, with safe adults, with each other. Let’s pray for the streams of God’s mercy to enter into all our sorrows, chaos, and sin, together.
God doesn’t say when those shouts of joy will come out of our hearts, he just promises that he is with us and that the shouts will come. I think this psalm might be showing us a path where both our laughing and our weeping can be contrasting circumstances to know the loving arms and heart of God. The song below, sung by Emma Bukovietski and Kuni Hotta, captures this so well…
My Goal Is God Himself
by Francis Brook, music by Mark Giacobbe
My goal is God Himself, not joy, nor peace,
Nor even blessing, but Himself, my God;
’Tis His to lead me there—not mine, but His—
At any cost, dear Lord, by any road.
So faith bounds forward to its goal in God,
And love can trust her Lord to lead her there;
Upheld by Him, my soul is following hard
Till God hath full fulfilled my deepest prayer.
No matter if the way be sometimes dark,
No matter though the cost be oft-times great,
He knoweth how I best shall reach the mark,
The way that leads to Him, it must be straight.
One thing I know, that “no” I cannot say;
One thing I do, I press towards my Lord;
My God my glory here, from day to day,
And in the glory there my great reward.
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