Obadiah; Psalm 82-83
A great injustice has happened in our family. Suffice it to say that someone I love is being neglected and abused — and I live too far away to do much about it with my own two hands.
Ah, but I am a daughter of the King, the One who holds this whole world in His hands. No battle is too big for him! He is a just Lord. My prayer is that He.Will.Move.
Today I read the book of Obadiah (a warning to Edom that it would be crushed and utterly destroyed) and Psalm 82 and 83.
Both psalms felt very personal, and as I dove into their rich poetry, I couldn’t help but pray them myself on behalf of the injustice that I see:
O God, do not keep silent;
be not quiet, O God, be not still.2 See how your enemies are astir,
how your foes rear their heads.
3 With cunning they conspire against your people;
they plot against those you cherish.
Make them like tumbleweed, O my God,
like chaff before the wind.
14 As fire consumes the forest
or a flame sets the mountains ablaze,
15 so pursue them with your tempest
and terrify them with your storm.
16 Cover their faces with shame
so that men will seek your name, O LORD.
17 May they ever be ashamed and dismayed;
may they perish in disgrace.
18 Let them know that you, whose name is the LORD—
that you alone are the Most High over all the earth.
There are those who walk this earth in a bubble, believing that the only reality is the one that they see. And then there are those of us who know that a spiritual battle is raging. O Lord, would you move in this situation? Would you frustrate and confuse those who would cause harm?
I praise the Lord with my whole heart, because He hears us…because He cares about us…because He created us, and because this is HIS battle and one that he has already won.