Meditating on Psalm 94.
O Lord God, to whom vengeance belongs—
O God, to whom vengeance belongs, shine forth!
2 Rise up, O Judge of the earth;
Render punishment to the proud. (Ps. 94:1-2)
In the Philippines, local elections is looming once again, just two months away, and hearts are sinking, seeing the same scenario, the same political manoeuvrings, regardless of life and people’s rights. The people who are scared to open their mouths and voice out their sentiments or opinions or claim their rights, they remain mute, souls silently weeping.
For power, one would kill. One would kill ruthlessly. There would be families that mourn, children who become fatherless, wives who wallow in fear and sorrow, fathers weeping for their sons. And what can the weak and helpless do? They hope in God and in His justice. To God belongs vengeance. And that’s what I say, too.
While the powerful revel in their power, they forget that the God of heaven and earth sees it all. I believe, we believed as we gathered one time and talked about all these injustices, that one day, ONE DAY, His judgment will be poured out upon the wicked. His terror will come like a storm and their destruction will be like a whirlwind (Prov. 1:27).
Understand, you senseless among the people;
And you fools, when will you be wise?
9 He who planted the ear, shall He not hear?
He who formed the eye, shall He not see?
10 He who instructs the nations, shall He not correct,
He who teaches man knowledge?
11 The Lord knows the thoughts of man,
That they are futile. (vv. 8-11)
The overall panorama of politics, its evils and workings, have not changed from the days of King David.
Shall the throne of iniquity, which devises evil by law,
Have fellowship with You?
21 They gather together against the life of the righteous,
And condemn innocent blood. (vv. 20-21)
What happened then still happens now. Innocent blood will be shed for the sake of holding on to power. Why is there just a few who govern honestly and justly? Why can’t they find their way to integrity of heart and govern and lead in the fear of God? Weren’t the same questions asked by the Psalmist eons ago?
Lord, how long will the wicked,
How long will the wicked triumph? (v. 3)
But, just as the Psalmist had found an answer to His questions, a refuge, so also the people of this land, this city, this town, will find hope in God alone.
Who will rise up for me against the evildoers?
Who will stand up for me against the workers of iniquity?
17 Unless the Lord had been my help,
My soul would soon have settled in silence. (vv. 16-17)
The people suffer in silence, but we still hope in this: the Lord is our defense, God the rock of our refuge (v. 22). The Lord shall cut the wicked and their wickedness (v.23).
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