The Weary Traveler
I will lift up my
eyes to the mountains; From where shall my help come? My help comes from the
LORD, Who made heaven and earth. He will not allow your foot to slip; He who
keeps you will not slumber. Behold, He who keeps Israel Will neither slumber
nor sleep. The LORD is your keeper; The LORD is your shade on your right hand.
The sun will not smite you by day, Nor the moon by night. The LORD will protect
you from all evil; He will keep your soul. The LORD will guard your going out and
your coming in From this time forth and forever. Psalms 121
The 121st Psalm
is the psalm of the traveler. The author of the psalm was one of a band of
pilgrims journeying to Jerusalem, there to worship God in His Holy Temple.
The journey would be crowded
with dangers but also crowded with delight. They would be exposed to robbers,
their path barred by enemies. There were long arid stretches of country to
cross and the pitiless glare of the sun to be endured. There were the sick who
needed to be cared for and the aged to be supported. But the trials and
testing’s, difficulties and dangers of the way would soon be forgotten when the
towers of the city came into sight.
At night sentries were set
on the top of a neighboring hill to guard the encampment against sudden attacks
from marauding bands of robbers. In our psalm we have some of the reflections
of one of the pilgrims who, before entering his tent for the night, looked
toward the hill and saw beside the sentry another guardian, the Lord who
neither slumbers not sleeps; and who, more than a human sentry, can guard His
people from diseases, from the strokes of the sun and from the perils of the
way. It is such a situation which has fashioned this hymn of quite trust and
confidence in all the wise providence of a wise and personal and powerful God.
As the pilgrim began his
journey he fastened his eye upon his goal: “I will lift up mine eyes unto the
hills.” No doubt to which the hills he has referenced, are the hills upon which
the city was built which rise to a height of 2400 feet above sea level. “As
pilgrims travel through this barren land” let us ever look up, keeping our eyes
fastened upon the goal.
The upward look is
prerequisite to a noble and honorable life. It is only as we keep our eyes
fastened upon the goal that we are inspired and encouraged to “keep on going
on” even though the way is dull and drab, monotonous and seemingly meaningless.
The medical student endures long hours in the classroom, at his desk, making
hospital rounds and in the clinic because he beheld the ideal, the goal of
becoming a doctor. A worthy goal produces personal resolution and persistent
endurance.
One of the saddest
conditions in all of human experience is to find oneself devoid of a worthy
goal, a noble ambition, and an all consuming passion. What a pity to find
oneself “drifting and dreaming along the stream of life.” This robs one of all
sense of purpose and motivation. The goal of the Christian traveler whether he
be young or old, poor or rich, a blue or white collared worker, in good or poor
health is to “glorify God and to enjoy Him forever.” We have only one life to
live and all that ultimately counts is what we do in the service of our Lord
and Master, Jesus Christ. As he “set his face steadfastly to go to Jerusalem,”
the place of doing God’s will even though it meant personal suffering and self
sacrifice, so must we. Paul said, “I will keep going on toward the mark of the
prize of the upward call of God in Christ.” The psalmist said, “I will life up
mine eyes unto the hills.” Let us reaffirm, “I will live up to the standard
that God set when He called me in Christ.”
As the psalmist looked unto
the hills which symbolize the noble task to be accomplished, the worthy ideals
to be realized and the praiseworthy goal to be attained, he asked a question:
“From whence cometh my help?” notice this is a question, he does not affirm
that his help comes from the hills. The goals of life may inspire us, they may
deliver us form dull monotony, but they cannot give inner resolution nor that
outward supply which is so vital to the realization of one’s goal. The psalmist
affirms that such help comes “from the Lord who made heaven and earth.”
A mighty fortress is our God, A
bulwark never failing;
Did we in our strength confide, Our
striving would be losing.
A man is not stronger than
that in which he trust. Trust in yourself and you are doomed to failure. Trust
in God and you will become “more than a conqueror.” The foolish man says, “I
can do all things.” The wise man confesses, “I can do all things THROUGH Christ
who strengthens me.”
Last Sunday we referred to a
recent address of the President of the United Sates before representatives of
the new media gathered in Kansas City. He warned that America is nearing the
decadence “which eventually destroys civilization. Then he continued, “I am
convinced, however, that we have the vitality, I believe we have the courage, I
believe we have the strength out through this heartland and across this nation
that will see to it that America not only is rich and strong, but that it is
healthy in terms of moral strength. I am convinced it is there.”
I, too, am convinced that it
is there. We need this vitality, courage, strength and moral health that is
latent within us. But we need more. We need a renewed recognition of and a
renewed commitment to the truth expressed in the motto of our coins, “In God we
trust.” We need God on our side, but more than this we need to be on God’s
side. We need Christ interceding on behalf of our nation, but more than this we
must be intermediaries for Him.
In days like these when our
eyes are fixed more often upon the machines that man has made, the Gross
National Produce that man has produced and upon the atomic power that we have
released, we need to be reminded to fix our eyes upon God who is the source of
all power.
All too often our religion
is man centered. It has marked our earnest efforts, our tremendous activity and
our desire to conquer the forces of evil that would destroy. We need like the
psalmist to be conscious of the problems that beset us; but also, like him, we
need to be conscious of the power that is available to us. We need to lift our
hands in prayer to grasp God, but more, we need to be aware of the strong arm
of God stretched out to help us. Let us learn wherein lies the source of our
strength, help and power. “It comes from the Lord who made heaven and earth.”
Let us rid ourselves of that subtle pride in man’s power to attain his worthy
goals and noble ambitions.
Notice that God’s all
powerful help is intensely personal. Many have said to me, “You pray for me.
Your prayers carry more weight than mine.” The subtle implication in such a
request is that God plays favorites. This is not so. We are all equal before
God. His help is as readily available to one of His children as to another.
“What He has done for others, He will do for you.”
It is a personal help which
preserves us in “our going out and coming in.” He may not keep us in the way we
want to be kept. He may not keep us from sorrow. He may not give us bodily
deliverance. “What did God do for the martyr Stephen when he was being stoned
to death?” asked an agnostic of Joseph Parker while he was still a youth.
Parker replied, “He enabled Stephen to say, Lord lay not this sin to their
charge.” God did not keep Stephen from stoning, but He kept him from the spirit
of hate and a desire to retaliate. God keeps us and helps in that way which He,
according to His divine wisdom, knows will minister to our greatest need.
It is a personal help which
preserves the soul. Some have said t o me, “I would become a traveler in the
way of Christ, if I believed I could hold out.” The plain fact is that none of
us would come to the New Jerusalem, Zion the City of God in our own strength
and ability. “The arm of flesh would fail us.” But, we have this confidant
assurance, “He who has begun a good work in us will carry it on till it is
finished in the Day of Christ Jesus.” We cannot “keep on going on.” “But God is
able to keep us from falling.” It is the Savior who will keep us until the
river of death rolls its waters at our feet and then he will bear us safely
over.
This is the psalm of every
believer. The world is not our home; we are on a pilgrimage to Heaven’s
Promised Land. The journey may be long. The road may be filled with peril. But
we are not alone. The Savior travels with us and He is able to make “all grace
abound.” He will keep us until the river of death rolls its waters over our
feet, then He will bear us safely over. “Comfort one another with these words.”
Dr. Robert W
Kirkpatrick
First Presbyterian
Church, Dade City, Florida July 18, 1971
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