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by Scott Kaczorowski

There are a lot of statements in the Bible about God’s love and care and concern even for His enemies. There are also statements throughout Scripture of God’s impending judgment on those who will not repent and receive His grace. A particular example of this type of passage would be what are called the Imprecatory Psalms, so called because they call down imprecations (or curses) on the enemies of God’s people.

Christians don’t always seem to know how the Imprecatory Psalms fit into the larger ethos of Scripture.* If we are supposed to love and pray for our enemies, how does calling down God’s curses on them fit into that framework? As Christians who are called to love, what are we to do with these prophetic poetic songs that call down curses on God’s enemies? Should we remove them from the Bible?* Should we relegate them to that shadowy period known as the “Old Testament” and try to forget they are there? Or as God’s Word, do they have some abiding use for us today? And if so, what might that be?

One thing we could do with them is pray them outside of an abortion clinic. Sometimes love takes the form of rescuing the oppressed from the oppressor. While our heart’s desire should be for the repentance and salvation of the oppressors, when they will not repent, we can and should pray that God would intervene. The Imprecatory Psalms give voice to this cry for justice.* As such they form a legitimate part of Christian experience and piety.

On my second trip to pray outside the abortion clinic down the road from where we live, I felt led to bring along my Bible and pray a passage of Scripture. Pulling up a list of the Imprecatory Psalms, I asked the Lord which passage He would have me pray. From the list in front of me, I felt like He spoke to my heart, “Psalm 10.” When I read that psalm, I was astonished at how fitting it was.

1 Why, O Lord, do you stand far away? Why do you hide yourself in times of trouble? 2 In arrogance the wicked hotly pursue the poor; let them be caught in the schemes that they have devised. …8 He sits in ambush in the villages; in hiding places he murders the innocent. His eyes stealthily watch for the helpless; 9 he lurks in ambush like a lion in his thicket; he lurks that he may seize the poor; he seizes the poor when he draws him into his net. 10 The helpless are crushed, sink down, and fall by his might.11 He says in his heart, “God has forgotten, he has hidden his face, he will never see it.” 12 Arise, O Lord; O God, lift up your hand; forget not the afflicted. 13 Why does the wicked renounce God and say in his heart, “You will not call to account”? 14 But you do see, for you note mischief and vexation, that you may take it into your hands; to you the helpless commits himself; you have been the helper of the fatherless. 15 Break the arm of the wicked and evildoer; call his wickedness to account till you find none. …17 O Lord, you hear the desire of the afflicted; you will strengthen their heart; you will incline your ear 18 to do justice to the fatherless and the oppressed, so that man who is of the earth may strike terror no more. (Psa. 10:1-2, 8-15, 17-18)

Murdering the innocent in hiding places. The oppression of the poor, the helpless, the fatherless. The call for God to rise up and act when it seems that He has been silent and standing far off for so long. These words could have been written about an abortion clinic. So I stood once again in front of the Northeast Ohio Women’s Center and prayed this ancient prayer of Scripture against it.

I also asked the Lord for something else. God told the prophet Jeremiah that He had given him authority “to pluck up and to break down, to destroy and to overthrow, to build and to plant” (Jer. 1:10). I asked the Lord to give me authority to speak to the walls of the clinic and command them to fall down. Then I spoke to the walls. Out loud, I said, “O walls of the Northeast Ohio Women’s Center, I command you in the name of Jesus Christ to fall down.”

There was no lightning from heaven or earthquake under my feet (although that would have been cool). But I felt that small voice in my heart say, “You will not have to return. Watch the newspapers.”

If the Lord sees fit to close this clinic soon in response to the prayers of His people, it will be but a token victory. There are other abortion facilities that continue to operate. There are other forms of oppression that continue to exert their power over the poor in this fallen world. But the day will come when God will arise and put a definitive end not only to the Northeast Ohio Women’s Center but to all other forms of oppression as well. He will give judgment for the afflicted and hear the cry of the helpless. He will do justice in the earth.

How we pray and long for that day.

*In these places I may be echoing another writer/speaker.

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Do your clothes talk to you too?
Are they constantly telling you, you need something new?
Mine do.
They say I don’t have anything to wear;
Even though they know my closet is far from bare.
They tell me I just don’t look quite right.
Although, if I had something new, I might.
You need to go to the mall, they say.
You’ll find something there to brighten your day.

Do your clothes talk to you too?
Surely I’m not the only one who hears what my clothes are saying.
Really, I know it’s a dangerous game they’re playing.
And yet, when I hear them, I tend to believe
All the old tricks they have up their sleeve.
Why do I listen to all these lies? When will I decide to open up my eyes?

Do your clothes talk to you too?
They do?
Well, just listen. It’s time we made our way out of this prison.
There is a way. He has a plan;
New clothes for each and every man.
Garments of salvation are waiting just for us,
For He will clothe us in robes of righteousness.

So put on your garments of splendor and finally try something new.
Let’s not worry about our clothes; for what He says is true.
Let’s clothe ourselves with gentleness and patience, with strength and dignity,
Compassion and kindness and even humility.
In these clothes our souls are free to rejoice,
For we will have made an excellent choice.
Now, in our new clothes, we can laugh at all the days to come.
For we will be clothed with Christ, God’s one and only Son.

Learning to Live in the Garden of Grace

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I made a choice today,
And it’s not something I’m proud of, sad to say.
It happened in an instant, before my very eyes;
I did not choose to honor God,
Instead I listened to Satan’s lies.

I chose to serve my flesh and not the Most High.
I walked the road of selfishness, being wise in my own eyes.

I could feel the anger rising,
And sadly, it was not surprising.
Today I made a choice—
Hurting my children with my voice.

I used my words as weapons.
I could see the fear in their expressions.
Little hearts pierced to the core;
Tears flowing behind closed doors.

I can’t control my temper, I cried.
I’ve tried and tried and tried and tried.
I thought I could do it on my own;
But now I know, I’m not alone.

Thankfully, there is a power much greater than my own;
And I have direct access to His throne.
You see, my King gave me a precious gift;
The Holy Spirit can heal any rift.

Yes, I have all I need.
The Spirit of God lives in me.
His grace is sufficient; it is enough.
Just look to Jesus when the going gets tough.

He could’ve been angry; He had every right.
Who would have blamed Him if he had put up a fight?
Jesus made a choice that day on the tree;
He chose to lay down His life for you and for me.

For all my sins, both past and those yet to come,
My beautiful Savior died; He said, “It is done.”

I made a new choice today.
I chose to follow my Savior and not my own way.
The example of His love compels me to turn from my sin.
And despite the pain I’ve caused, He’s said I’m forgiven!

What grace!
What compassion!
What love and tender mercy!
I choose to go now to tell them I am sorry.

Learning to Live in the Garden of Grace