The Lord is your Keeper

 

A sermon on Psalm 121 by Nathan Nettleton

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Message

God’s promised protection can only be understood through the story of Jesus’ death and resurrection.


Sermon


I lift up my eyes to the hills —

    from where will my help come?

My help comes from the Lord,

    who made heaven and earth.

The Lord is your keeper;

    the Lord is your shade at your right hand.

The sun shall not strike you by day,

    nor the moon by night. 

The Lord will not let your foot be moved …


These are the words of the psalm we sang before


At 8.9 on the Richter scale, nothing is going to stop your foot being moved

The earth violently convulses

It heaves and buckles, it jumps and lurches

Not only is your foot moved, but you are tossed around like rag doll

Things come crashing down on top of you


I lift my eyes to the hills

And the hills shudder and quake

The mountains split and crumble

The seas comes rushing in

Smashing and splintering everything in their path

And turning towns and cities into a choking soup of churning debris

A surging torrent of death and destruction


The Lord is your keeper;

    the Lord is your shade at your right hand.

The sun shall not strike you by day,

    nor the moon by night.

Well maybe the moon won’t get you

but what of earthquakes and tsunamis and floods and cyclones and bushfires?

What of nuclear meltdowns and riots and wars?


Don’t try standing on a street in Tokyo or Christchurch or Tripoli or even Kerang

and announcing that the Lord is your keeper
who will not let the natural elements strike you,

who will not let your foot be moved

How could such words sound like anything but callous denial

to mothers grieving their crushed children

or to someone who may hear you as they lay dying

still trapped and undetected beneath the rubble?


What are we to make of this psalm then?

Are we to tear it from our Bibles?

Discard it as pious optimism proved wrong by subsequent events?

How can we go on singing it

when disasters roll in, one after the other

to mock the words and ridicule the sentiments?


Most of us here have not been directly touched

But we know people who have

and we could easily have been there


It is far too random to seriously claim

that we have been specially protected:

“my” help comes from the Lord,

but others fall outside God’s care

The falling debris falls on the good and bad alike

Christian, Moslem, Buddhist and neo-nazi terrorist

are all just as likely to be struck down

or just as likely to be randomly spared


There is little doubt that this psalm

was written as an expression of pious optimism

In a time of peace and prosperity and security

it is natural to give thanks to God

and imagine that the good times are rolling on

because God is pleased with us

and is looking after us

And it is easy to imagine that if we remain faithful

God will continue to keep us safe and secure


I’m sure this Psalm originally came from just such a place

from a simplistic faith that godliness ensures our safety

and God will not let any tragedy befall us

But in these last few months

it has been pretty much impossible

to hold the front page of the newspaper in one hand

and this psalm in the other

and continue to hold the naive optimism

that seems to have gripped the writer when the psalm was written


What are we to make of it then?

Are we to tear it from our Bibles?


One thing that is certainly true of any bit of writing

biblical or otherwise

is that what the writer intended to convey

does not close the book on what is actually said.

Scripture is living and active

and what it conveys in any given time

owes more to the work of the Spirit

and the context of the readers or hearers

than it does to the anonymous individual

who first penned the lines.


This Psalm is probably second only to the 23rd

in its popularity and familiarity

but mostly it is not sung or recited

in times of blessing and security

It is a favourite in times of danger and threat

and it is a favourite in times of grief and loss

It is the second most popular funeral psalm

and makes frequent appearances

at vigils in times of crisis


On one level, this can just be naive wishfulness again

“O God, in the midst of this chaos and danger

we wish you would make this psalm ring true again”


But there is something more going on

Something has happened to this psalm and others like it

Something about how it has been used

and who it has been used by

has changed the way it speaks


This started long ago with its being gathered into the book of Psalms

Ever since it sits alongside other psalms

and is understood in relation to them

not in isolation

And it the simple naive level

they clash and contradict each other

This psalm claims that God neither sleeps nor slumbers

while along side it

others accuse God of sleeping on the watch

and letting enemies and disasters overrun us

This one claims that the sun will not strike us

while another speaks of being so parched in the desert

that our tongues stick to the roofs of our mouths


So the naive optimism that does accurately reflect

how we sometimes feel

is not allowed to stand alone unchallenged

No one psalm captures and expresses the whole range of human experience

and real life experience is often a bewildering juxtaposition

of conflicting emotions and seemingly incompatible beliefs

and the book of psalms is as good a reflection of the whole range

as you are ever going to find


Something else has happened to these psalms too

Jesus

Jesus has not only used the psalms in prayer himself

but he has become the lens through which we read them


Jesus quoted the psalms often

He would have prayed them more often

He probably knew most of them, perhaps all of them, by heart

They were the language and rhythm of his prayer

But he certainly didn’t just live them at any simple naive level


When Jesus says “My help comes from the Lord”

he does so while standing before Pilate

with a death sentence hanging in the balance


When Jesus says “The Lord will not let your foot be moved”

he does so while struggling to stand firm

before the onslaught of the devils demonic temptations in the wilderness


When Jesus says, “The Lord will keep your going out and your coming in

from this time on and forevermore”

he does so while hanging from a cross

on nails driven through his flesh


And so now, when we pray these psalms,

we do so with the whole story of Jesus underpinning them

No longer do we pray from some pious wishfulness

that expects God to exempt us from the sufferings of the world

Instead we pray in and through Jesus

whose response to tragedy and suffering

is to step into the midst of it

and bear its full force

in solidarity with the countless victims of every time and place


These psalms are gathered up into the story of Jesus,

into his suffering, death and resurrection

They become prayers that do not deny or avoid suffering

but prayers grounded in suffering

and finding in God a hope

that does not allow the quaking earth and crumbling buildings

to have the last say over our fate


Though thousands are lost to us in the chaos and debris

not one is lost from God’s love and care

Not one is swept beyond the reach of God’s mercy

Not one is buried so deep that God cannot raise them


When God in Christ suffers the agony of a tortured death

and rises from the grave to new life,

death’s power to have the final word is broken

Love and mercy will continue to rise again

and the loves we have known and lost

will continue to beckon us towards life in all its fullness


The Lord is your keeper

and a shade at your right hand

not miraculously preventing any suffering from touching you

but by leading you on a path through it

on through the charred valley of despair

to the place where love rises

and life is rebuilt

and no one’s death or suffering is forgotten

and no one’s tragedy is without resurrection


I lift up my eyes to the hills —

    and they shudder and crumble

I scan my eyes across the oceans

    and they surge and roar and devour

I lift my eyes to the skies

    and they pour down rain until everything is submerged

From where will my help come?

Not from machines or reactors or equipment

Not from ingenuity or expertise or planning

And certainly not from some miraculous exemption just for me

My help comes from the Lord,

    who made heaven and earth

from the Lord who stands with us in solidarity

and bears our suffering and fear and grief with us

and who rises again to break death’s grip

and wrest us from its clutches


The Lord will keep you from all evil;

    he will keep your life.

The Lord will keep your going out and your coming in

    from this time on and forevermore.

Sunday, 20 March 2011

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