"Send out your light and your truth; let them lead me; let them bring me to your holy hill and to your dwelling!"
I read this verse today on the beach as the waves roared. The sun peeked over the horizon, spilling light and making the grains of sand glisten. I read Psalm 43 and looked at the date to write it in my journal. September 11th.
And then I instantly remembered where I was, working at a graphic design firm for my internship when the reports came in of a plane striking the tower. And we watched with horror on the conference room T.V. as the second tower was struck. And I was once again reminded this morning of how much the world needs His light, on this anniversary of American devastation. Yet devastation of all types continues all over the world.
And then there's me. A reminder how much I also need the light of Christ to guide my every step, every day. And where does God's light lead?
Communion and relationship with Him. God's light doesn't necessarily lead away from a trying circumstance or even devastation, but instead to God Himself in the midst of that circumstance.
David had ungodly, deceitful, and unjust men who oppressed him. Those guys didn't just go away. But he found "exceeding joy" when His soul hoped in God. His cast down and tumultuous soul could find refuge in praising God.
And so can mine. At least I will always try.