Monday, July 13, 2020
Psalm 114
This chapter shows a lot of personification in the verses, making nature seem alive as humans, as the people of Israel take their journey from Egypt. We know God made the Red Sea part so the Israelites could cross, as well as the Jordan River. But reading it as the sea “beheld and fled” and the river “turned back” (v3) makes me feel like the mighty waters knew the all-powerful God was in command. As if they could see his people coming, and moved out of their way.
Next we read the mountains “skipped like rams” and of course I have the image of mountains picking up themselves and actually skipping across a field. It’s probably more likely them shaking in earthquake patterns as God appeared on Mt. Sinai. But still, the personification makes it easier to visualize the strong mountains trembling before God. If God can make mountains tremble and water dry up, such magnificent natural forces yield to his power, imagine what he could do for you!
Later in their journey of Exodus, we know they thirst, and God had Moses touch a rock. It split, and water flowed for them to drink. Verse 8 of this psalm is a reminder of that very phenomenon, “turned rock into pools of water, stone into flowing springs.” God provided when his people needed. All they had to do was believe and ask. He still provides in ways we don’t always see. But he is there, leading our path through the waters and mountains of life.
“ The Lord is the Lord of all the earth. Not only are we called to fear him, but all creation trembles at his mighty and majestic presence.
Imagine being in the presence of the Lord in heaven. What sort of emotions do you think you will feel? How does knowing that the God, who causes the whole earth to tremble, loves you deeply and is with you and for you?”
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