In Psalm 143, we once again find David, the man whom God hand-picked as king, crying out to the Lord. David, amid armies who sought his destruction. David, who seems never to be far from an audience with the Lord. Again, David is crying out for God to save him, to rescue him from his enemies, to place his feet on solid ground again.
As I mentioned on Friday, the Officer and I have been on unsteady ground this summer. Not with one another (thank God), but with external circumstances mounted against us. So I can understand the “level ground” metaphor in verse 10. I have felt like our path has been undulating beneath our feet for months now. Sometimes jerking out from under us, sometimes turning sharply so we are thrown to our knees. And I can’t count the number of times I’ve said to the Lord, “I’m done. I want off this ride. I’m so tired of it.” Yet, with every bend, every day that we thought would bring an end to this rolling path we’re on, there has been an extension. A date set further in the distance. And we have had to wait. Even more. Again and again. Like David, I have begged the Lord to “answer me quickly;” to “not hide [His] face from me” [v7]. Yet the answer remains imminent. So I am left to wait. Left to trust; left to entrust the space between my cries and His answer to the Lord [v8].
In this gloaming I, like David, must meditate on God’s works, in both my life and in history [v5]. Doing so allows me to recognize from whom my relief will come. David repeats the same theme throughout this song:
YOUR name’s sake
YOUR unfailing love.
David recognizes that the only help he can receive will be because of and directly through the LORD. There is no other source; no one else who could affect change for David. Not even the to-be-king himself. Whatever the outcome, however the end to his current situation presents itself, it will only be because of God’s faithful, righteous, and unfailing love. And it will only be for the glory of God’s great name.
So in my time of waiting on wave rippled roads, I resolve to waiting. For joy is the recognition of whence my rescue comes. And worship can be waiting right where you are, for the answer you know is forthcoming.
"I Will Wait" by Mumford & Sons