King David and Joe Six-Pack have something in common. A number of things, actually. He was a soldier, while I was a Marine. He was a repentant sinner, and I am one still. He was a bit of an extrovert, and according to Myers-Briggs (all characters in the Bible took the test. No, really.), he and I share the same personality type. He wrote poems with verve, which are the kind of poems I like to read.
But the real reason I know we have a lot in common? That’s easy. Just take a look at Psalm 131.
A song of ascents. Of David.
LORD, my heart is not proud;
nor are my eyes haughty.
I do not busy myself with great matters,
with things too sublime for me.
Rather, I have stilled my soul,
Like a weaned child to its mother,
weaned is my soul.
Israel, hope in the LORD,
now and forever.
OK, I’ll bite. I don’t know everything, and that fact doesn’t bother me much. I’m not the smartest man in the room, but if you need something done, I can probably do it. The Church is my mother, and I’m comfortable in her arms. Oh, and the Church is Israel, the people of God, on a journey to the land of milk and honey, through hardship and disarray.
Hope in the LORD, now and forever. Amen.