1 Why do the heathen rage, and the people imagine a vain thing?
2 The kings of the earth set themselves, and the rulers take counsel together, against the LORD, and against his anointed, saying,
3 Let us break their bands asunder, and cast away their cords from us.
4 He that sitteth in the heavens shall laugh: the Lord shall have them in derision.
5 Then shall he speak unto them in his wrath, and vex them in his sore displeasure.
6 Yet have I set my king upon my holy hill of Zion.
7 I will declare the decree: the LORD hath said unto me, Thou art my Son; this day have I begotten thee.
8 Ask of me, and I shall give thee the heathen for thine inheritance, and the uttermost parts of the earth for thy possession.
9 Thou shalt break them with a rod of iron; thou
shalt dash them in pieces like a potter's vessel.
10 Be wise now therefore, O ye kings: be
11 Serve the LORD with fear, and rejoice with trembling.
12 Kiss the Son, lest he be angry, and ye perish from the way, when his wrath is kindled but a little. Blessed are all they that put their trust in
him.
This Psalm isn't very subtle. Human bigshots are wanting to cut ties to God, and God's just laughing, because He knows what's coming (and have you ever thought that a laughing God could be scarier than a wrathful one?).
God has a Son, and the Boy is going to judge. He's not coming to give a pass, or relate to the scoffers...and there's no jury of peers.
HE is judge, jury, and executioner.
And once He's done with the kings and presidents and prine ministers, He'll turn His attention to those who seek to rule their own souls.
People like us.
Sylvia, being a dog, has already surrendered her heart and soul for ice cream, which, she is sure, comes from the Lord.
As a mom of five sons - I'm going to say that when my anger had a laugh in it - that was an "I'm-over-the-edge-moment;-beware-my-wrath." Oddly enough, I'd like to think that God is better than me on his anger - and He never goes over the edge - though He does wrathful things. I think He's much more in control of His tempers than I am mine. BTW - doesn't all ice cream come from God?
ReplyDeleteMaryleigh, my wife is the same way. When there's a laugh in her anger, RUN.
DeleteAnd all ice cream does indeed come from God!