O LORD, do I take refuge; let me never be put to shame; in your righteousness deliver me! Incline your ear to me; rescue me speedily! Be a rock of refuge for me, a strong fortress to save me! Into your hand I commit my spirit; you have redeemed me, O LORD, faithful God. (Introit for Third-Last Sunday)
Those of us who are older probably think about the end a little more than those who are younger. Now, when I say the end I mean the end of our lives here on this earth. In conjunction with this we gravitate to those things that we can depend on...family, friends, home, faith. And here verses like the one above become very comforting to us.
I read somewhere that David wrote this Psalm while he was being chased by Saul who wanted to kill him for being the one who would be king. This Psalm is his prayer seeking strength from God as he views an uncertain future for himself in this life. And yet, he makes it very clear that no matter what happens to him his times are in the hands of his God.
We have reason aplenty to be uncertain about our future. We know that we sin against God and our neighbor constantly. Worst of all, we are reminded of our own mortality each and every morning we wake up and look in the mirror.
Like David, we want to turn to something that is sure, true and certain. We repent of our sin and turn to our God. Hear again what David said and may this be your prayer as well, “Be gracious to me, O LORD, for I am in distress; my eye is wasted from grief; my soul and my body also. My times are in your hand; rescue me from the hand of my enemies and from my persecutors! O LORD, let me not be put to shame, for I call upon you; let the wicked be put to shame; let them go silently to Sheol. Be strong, and let your heart take courage, all you who wait for the LORD!” (Psalm 31)
Jesus has done all that is necessary for our salvation. While the devil and our sinful nature would have us fear the future, we know that our Lord made our future secure in Him. David died, I will die, you will die, but we place our trust in the Lord and know that death will be but a sleep from which we wake to life everlasting.
Though devils all the world should fill, All eager to devour us,
We tremble not, we fear no ill; They shall not overpow’r us.
This world’s prince may still Scowl fierce as he will,
He can harm us none. He’s judged; the deed is done;
One little word can fell him. (LSB 656:3)