“As the eyes of servants look to the hand of their master, as the eyes of a maid to the hand of her mistress, so our eyes look to the Lord our God, until he has mercy upon us.” vs. 2
We don’t know where the psalmist fit into the social echelon of his day, but we can be pretty sure he wasn’t near the top…because he’s had his fill of the scorn of those at ease and the contempt of the proud. Some of us know what that’s like…we’ve even learned to stay away from the parts of town where we know we don’t belong. Sometimes we don’t even know the markers, the little things that identify our social class, e.g. the fact that one would never pour red wine into a white wine glass. Some of us just drink our bottom shelf specials from paper cups…and never think anything of it. We just don’t know all the rules. Often those distinctions are laughable but sometimes the contempt and scorn can begin to hurt…especially when our pride is wounded. The psalmist reminds us that we all have one Lord…and it’s only the Lord’s opinion that matters…and so we wait upon the Lord, always trusting that there will be plenty of mercy and love to go around. With God there are no classes of people…there is no favoritism for the rich and famous…if anything God has a thing for ordinary folks, the people in our society that everyone else ignores. After all Jesus was born in a stable and not a palace!
Thought for the Day: Where do I fit into the social echelon?