Friday, April 04, 2014
i am a poor, wayfaring stranger...
It only means to stay overnight. Basically it's a fancy word for guest but in my head it has the word 'journey' in it and journeyman and that conjures up all sorts of nomadic imagery in my wanderlustful heart. This is a person who doesn't stay anywhere long because he's searching for something. Something deeper, something hidden, something hard to find and harder to explain.
This is a pilgrim.
Our time here on earth is a sojourn. A day's stay. A temporary lodging on our way to a better country. A place where the fiery pillar is leading us. A place where God has gone before us and is preparing for us. A garden the second Adam is cleansing of serpents for us. A perfect Eden where thorn and thistle do not grow, where tear of mourning is wiped away by our gentle Father, where the reunion does not end, loved ones do not die, where the worm and the moth and the rat do not destroy, where communion is whole and unhindered by shame or guilt or shyness or deception. All this God will do. All this God has accomplished. This is what we read the word for, to remind ourselves of what God has done, not what we must do. To remind ourselves of our helplessness and His power. To remind ourselves that we are sinners justified by a sinless God not basically good people getting better. Sanctification looks like seeing more of your sin and how deep it goes, not less sin in your life. The more we grow, the more we realize our need for Jesus!
This is why the psalmist can over and over again confess his love for God's word, law, precepts, testimonies and statutes! Because they all say, "It Is Finished!"
Amen, hallelujah! Pass the bread and wine!