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Psalm 141 contains
a very memorable image for me. “Let my
prayers rise up as incense before you.”
Part of why it is memorable is because I am highly allergic to
incense. If a person lights incense in
my presence, I need to leave the room as soon as possible or my chest tightens
and it becomes quite hard to breathe.
Fortunately, it’s never been life threatening; but it is an experience.
That being
said, it is still not a negative image for me.
I know that incense fills the room.
It seeps into every nook and cranny.
The scent lingers upon those who are in the room. There is no escape from incense. It is very comforting to think of my prayers
as incense, lingering before God and filling His presence. It is an image that is very helpful in times
when I feel alone and cast aside. If my
prayers are like incense before God, then I am in His presence as He promises I
will be.
Before
leaving the psalm, there is a challenge in verse 5 that should not be
overlooked. The psalmist says that it is
a kindness to be struck by a righteous man and his rebuke is like oil upon the
head. While it certainly makes sense to
consider righteous the correction of the righteous, I wonder how often we do
actually feel that way. Correction is
hard to take. Rebuke seldom feels good
in the morning. Yet it is good for
us. We should welcome the rebuke of the
righteous.
Turning to Psalm
142 gives another psalm of David. Once
more we hear David crying out to the Lord because he is being persecuted and he
does not want to be forgotten or abandoned.
It would seem like David would have benefitted from hearing His own
words in Psalm 141. Here he feels
forgotten, in the last psalm he prayed that his prayers would be like incense.
I love the
contrast in these psalms. It is so good
to see humanity. In one moment, David is
close to God. In another moment a later,
David feels forgotten and overlooked.
Human beings are emotional beings who change with our surroundings and
our circumstances. We have highs and
lows. It is simply what it means to be
human.
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