With the snow moving in this past weekend and ruining our Saturday night gathering at Open House for the second time in a month, I’ve decided to post my thoughts on Psalm 71 here for everyone to share in.  You see, I really felt compelled to share these thoughts in the hopes that challenge and some introspection might occur.  On the positive side, I got to spend the entire day Saturday snowed-in with my wife, forced to rest and just “be” in light of the snow, and I really enjoyed and needed that.  I was, however, a bit bummed-out about the fact that I didn’t get to share my thoughts with everyone.  Not in a “I love to hear myself talk” kind of way, but in a “I love to hear other people wrestle with thoughts and ideas” kind of way.  Let me explain.

Psalm 71 ( <— scroll over to read), at first glance, is just another psalm from David.  It is littered with language of salvation, rescue, hope, trust, rocks and fortresses.  The message from David is very clear.

Save and protect me God.  Life stinks, I need help, and you are the only help I can rely on.

And, as Bible-believing followers of Jesus, this should be our reaction to trouble, right?  Cry out to God and wait for His answer.  Wait for His action.  Wait for Him to kick butt.

Yeah, I said kick butt.   Read More→