Psalm 22

I read Psalm 22 this morning, and was touched, Sovereign-Grace-Ministries-style (i.e. tearfully by God's love). What struck me is that David, petitioning for deliverance from his trials, wrote the very prophesies of Christ's suffering, which in turn became the means of David's deliverance. God had compassion on David, and put own Son (born of the line of David) through a far greater agony in order to reconcile men to God. David was never truly forsaken because Jesus was--actually and totally. Reading with Christ in mind opened my eyes to His suffering and the reason for it.

There's much more to say about this Psalm, but I think I'll just screw it up if I try to go too in depth. I like, for example, verse 25: "From you comes my praise in the great congregation; my vows I will perform before those who fear him." How beautiful is that? All my good works are tainted with selfish ambition or self-righteousness, but David longs to perform his vows with thanksgiving before those who fear God. I wish that I could have David's piety--anxious to fast and sacrifice and give thanks in the church, where all God's people would gather to sing psalms and give testimony to God's love.

It's a happy thought--but here I am, ungrateful and vile. The church is a poole function for worldly, Sunday Christians. Someday, perhaps, I will enter the assembly of the righteous and see such a place.