A Heart for God
I revisited this
today—one of my favorites:
I rejoiced with those
who said to me,
“Let us go to the house of the LORD.”
Our feet are standing in your gates, O Jerusalem.
Jerusalem is built like a city
that is closely compacted together.
That is where the tribes go up,
the tribes of the LORD,
to praise the name of the LORD
according to the statute given to Israel.
There the thrones of judgment stand,
the thrones of the house of David.
Pray for the peace of Jerusalem:
“May those who love you be secure.
May there be peace within your walls
and security within your citadels.”
for the sake of my brothers and friends,
I will say, “Peace be within you.”
For the sake of the house of the LORD our God,
I will seek your prosperity.
–A Song of Ascents (Psalm 122)
He may not have
been a perfect man, but he’s proven over and over that his heart belonged to
God. One of his defining qualities is the spirit with which he served. He
looked always to the glory and joy of the Lord. He cared for his (and His)
people with only His possession in mind. It was a mindfully genuine and
selfless reign. He saw the bigger picture—he looked towards the end of the race
course, and he sought out that one beautiful expression of God’s love: peace.
Peace within His
walls, peace among His people, not for David’s sake, so that his reign would be
smoother, so he could avoid hassle, so it won’t be inconvenient to his other
parallel pursuits in life, so he could “get it over with,” but for the sake of
his brothers and friends (not his subjects or inheritance), for the sake of the
house of the Lord.
Did he really have
peace, though? That’s debatable. There was too much bloodshed, God said. He
could not build those walls. It wasn’t going to be him. But nevertheless, he
sought it and prayed it with his whole heart. It was his lifelong and final
That which he
possessed long ago as a little boy, he never forgot or traded or compromised,
he offered to the Lord until the very end—his heart of gold. It is the most
beautiful part of a person; what inner mettle we are made of, and what
refinement will reveal when the fire has had its way with us.
It’s not a wonder
why God, while He may have been disappointed now and then through the years
with this willful child, was always satisfied and pleased with this select
creation, because for this servant, God’s happiness was his own—and this was
functionally measurable: he loved the people of God and he sought their
prosperity. In the few short years that I have served God, I have realized that
this degree of commitment can only be made possible through selflessness.
That’s why I am convinced: this man gave his Master his all.
Let this be our
Do you feel for
God? Can you say to Him, “If You are happy, I’m happy”?