Even within the painful recognition of truth, within the unveiled reality of David’s own short-comings as a man, a king, a father, he still stood upon the unshakable knowledge that God was the God of Israel. That God was the Rock of Israel, the Rock of his own heart. That in God lay an ever-present hope for himself, for his family, for each and every man.
The beauty of his humble truthfulness touches me, embraces me. Though my heart, like David’s, longed to rule in the fear of God, longed to be just, this clay – like all man’s – shatters in its weakness. But there was One who would be all that earthen clay infested with pride’s and selfishness’ seed could not. One Whose justice and righteousness truly shone like the light of morning when the sun rises, a morning without cloud, like the tender grass springing out of the earth by the clear shining after rain. And He is Grace, Immanuel, God With Us ... God With Me.
And He has made with me and everlasting covenant, ordered and secure, enveloping me and all I am. He is my salvation and all my desire ... and into His hands I can rest those things that are yet to be. Those things that remain hopes, hopes for the children of my heart. For the Spirit of the Lord speaks with me, and His word, on my tongue, speaks its truth back into God’s own heart. His ears listen, His heart hears ... and my hope ... He carries within the covenant of His love.
Amen! This is a devotional I need to read every morning. My hopes are in Him, but it's full of truths that I need to read daily until they are so planted in my heart that they become an unmistakeable surety, a light from inside me that shines so brightly it can be seen from the outside, just as you've seen it in David. Thank you for carrying that light yourself, so that we can all bask in its truths as well.