S—Psalm 123
O—Verse 4 of the Song of Ascents. The psalmist looks past the Holy City they’re traveling to and looks towards the heavens, where God is on His throne. He admits that he and his fellow pilgrims are longing for mercy from His hand. The only thing he can compare it to is as a servant and his/her master or mistress. If the servants look to their owners for deliverance and provision, how much more can the tribe of Israel expect from the God who loves them. The Israelites have faced ridicule and judgement from those who think they are better, and they hope in the presence of God they can find some much longed for relief.
A—This hits home once again. I feel like the last few months have been full of contempt and scorn towards each other. My soul, for one, has had more than enough. And I’m not even in the thick of the trials of our day. If we want any relief from the struggles, the hatred, the disregard from those around us, it has to start with “me”. I will lift MY eyes to God. I will look for mercy from the hand of the Only One who can give it completely with no lack. It starts with a decision in each heart to lead people in complaints, or like the psalmist, to lead people in praise.
K—Have mercy on us, O Lord. Let the change start with me.
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