IN HUMBLE FEAR AND HOPE
Ps 33:18-22: Behold, the eye of the LORD is upon them that fear Him [A deep, lowly reverence, with an awe-filled regard and with the utmost reverence and respect for His Majesty and Glory and Power], upon them who wait for Him and hope in His mercy and unfailing love; to deliver my soul from death, and to keep me alive in famine. My soul waiteth for my LORD: He is my help and my shield. For my heart shall rejoice in Him, because I have trusted in His Holy Name. Let Your mercy and unfailing love, O LORD, be upon me, according as I wait upon and put my hope in You.
God’s eye is upon His people; their eye is upon Him. In waiting upon God, my eye, looking up to Him, meets His looking down upon me. This is the blessedness of waiting upon God, that it takes my eyes and thoughts away from myself, even my needs and desires, and occupies me with my God. The deeper I bow before His Holiness in holy fear and adoring awe, in deep reverence and humble self-abasement, even as the angels veil their faces before the Throne, the more will His Holiness rest upon me, and my soul be filled to have God reveal Himself. The lower I bow…the deeper I feel I have nothing to hope in but His mercy and unfailing love…the nearer God will come and make my heart bold to trust Him. The deeper I enter into the truth “that no flesh glory in His Presence,” will it be given me to see His Glory and make my heart bold to trust Him. I need only just let my whole habit of waiting on God be pervaded by abounding hope…a hope as bright and boundless as God’s mercy. The fatherly kindness of God is such that, in whatever state I come to Him, I may confidently hope in His mercy and unfailing love. I need only think of my God, in all of His Majesty and Glory and Power, upon whom I wait: “to deliver my soul from death, and to keep me alive in famine. My soul waiteth for the LORD: He is my help and my shield. For my heart shall rejoice in Him, because I have trusted in His Holy Name.”
Not to prevent the danger of death and famine…this is often needed to stir up to wait on Him…but to deliver and to keep alive. For the dangers are often very real and dark; the situation, whether in the temporal or spiritual life, may appear to be utterly hopeless. There is always one sure hope: God’s eye is upon me. That eye sees the danger, and sees in tender love His trembling waiting child, and sees the moment when my heart is ripe for the blessing, and sees the way in which it is to come. I need only just humbly but boldly say, “My soul waiteth for my LORD: He is my help and my shield; a very present help in every time of trouble, a shield and defense against every danger!”
Child of God! Will you not learn to sink down in entire helplessness and impotence and in stillness to wait and see the salvation of God? In the utmost spiritual famine, and when danger appears to prevail…oh, wait on God! He does deliver, He does keep alive! He is my help and my shield! I will indeed be glad and rejoice in His salvation!
This is the blessed life of deep and intimate personal relationship with God: my waiting upon God…watching and waiting, looking off unto Him and listening for His voice…with an unwavering child-like trust and an unreserved child-like dependence, with a joyful expectation and an excited anticipation, for God to reveal to me His plans, His purposes, His will, a deeper revelation of Who He is, SO I MAY THEN RESPOND with an unquestioning child-like obedience to every leading and prompting of the Holy Spirit, cooperating with the power of His enabling grace Who works in me both to will and to do. My soul, wait thou only upon God!