The LORD is the champion of the humble.
“He upholds the cause of the oppressed and gives food to the hungry. The LORD sets prisoners free, the LORD gives sight to the blind, the LORD lifts up those who are bowed down, the LORD loves the righteous. The LORD watches over the foreigner and sustains the fatherless and the widow, but He frustrates the ways of the wicked.” (Psalm 146:7-9)
“The LORD sustains the humble but casts the wicked to the ground.” (147:6)
“The LORD delights in those who fear him, who put their hope in His unfailing love.” (Psalm 147:11)
Humility is everything. I know I keep saying this, but it’s really been sinking in these past few months.
The contrast of humble, here, is wicked. Not even just what we would expect: proud. Pride is the human doctrine. Pride seems like something we should have.
I just checked 147:6 in the NASB and it’s a game changer. I was looking for a different word than wicked, but that’s the same. Humble is the word that’s different and it lines up more with the list of people the LORD cares for in 146: “The LORD supports the afflicted…”
Afflicted! This word always brings me back to the Hebrew definition of my name: House of Poverty and Affliction. I know I’ve talked about this before. Suddenly right now it feels like a blessing, just as it is. Not even with the middle name Rae coming in to brighten things up.
The afflicted get to be close to God. He upholds their cause, sets them free, gives them sight, lifts them up, watches over and sustains. Wow. That, my friend, is deeply humbling, beautiful, fantastic, glorious.
Why are so many prayers for a situation that needs God less? Don’t I want Him more? The LORD is close to the broken-hearted. Does this remove a downside to heartbreak? Isn’t intimacy with God the goal, nay, the purpose of life??
He shines in my brokenness, don’t I want people to see Him? He demonstrates His strength in my weakness, don’t I want people to know His strength.
Wow. There it is. The LORD supports the afflicted. Game changer.
I love you, LORD, my strength. Apart from You I have no good thing. Be glorified in me.