“O LORD, You have brought up my soul from Sheol; You have kept me alive, that I would not go down to the pit.” (30:3)
Lately, I’ve been thinking about death, and near-death experiences, since I drudged up a post on my other blog about my history of close calls.
Being spared from death so many times has always made verses like this jump off the page. He has kept me alive. It is a decision He’s made to have me alive until now. This naturally sparks a myriad of emotions, but the biggest one has always been gratitude, laced with a new found joy (and lease on life). This is why I feel it so natural to see this line appear only a few verses later:
“You have turned for me my mourning into dancing; You have loosened my sackcloth and girded me with gladness, that I may sing praise to You and not be silent. O LORD my God, I will give thanks to You forever.” (30:11-12)
Often times wading back through trauma can be exhausting and emotional, but I find it always ends here: in thanksgiving. The human experience is a messy array of emotions. This is the beauty of storytelling, songwriting, poetry and yes, the Psalms: they capture a full range and find them a home. These are a great companion through any season of life.
“Ascribe to the LORD the glory due to His name; worship the LORD in holy array.” (29:2)
When might not live our lives here–in a bursting desire to worship the LORD–but I think we reach that place eventually, many times throughout life. Let’s worship Him today, from wherever we currently stand. It is due Him.