Fasting for Faithfulness: Psalm 91

 First Sunday in Lent

Living in the Most High’s shelter,
    camping in the Almighty’s shade,
I say to the Lord, “You are my refuge, my stronghold!
    You are my God—the one I trust!”

God will save you from the hunter’s trap
    and from deadly sickness.
God will protect you with his pinions;
    you’ll find refuge under his wings.
    His faithfulness is a protective shield.
Don’t be afraid of terrors at night,
    arrows that fly in daylight,
    or sickness that prowls in the dark,
    destruction that ravages at noontime.
Even if one thousand people fall dead next to you,
    ten thousand right beside you—
    it won’t happen to you.

Just look with your eyes,
    and you will see the wicked punished.
Because you’ve made the Lord my refuge,
    the Most High, your place of residence—
10         no evil will happen to you;
        no disease will come close to your tent.
11 Because he will order his messengers to help you,
    to protect you wherever you go.
12 They will carry you with their own hands
    so you don’t bruise your foot on a stone.
13 You’ll march on top of lions and vipers;
    you’ll trample young lions and serpents underfoot.

14 God says, “Because you are devoted to me,
    I’ll rescue you.
    I’ll protect you because you know my name.
15 Whenever you cry out to me, I’ll answer.
    I’ll be with you in troubling times.

    I’ll save you and glorify you.
16     I’ll fill you full with old age.
    I’ll show you my salvation.”
(CEB)

 

“I ask you, Brother, to appeal to Vladimir Putin to stop the senseless warfare against the Ukrainian people,” Polish Archbishop Stanislaw Gadecki said in a letter to Russian Orthodox Patriarch Kirill this week. “I ask you in the most humble way to call for the withdrawal of the Russian troops from the sovereign state that is Ukraine…I also ask you to appeal to Russian soldiers not to take part in this unjust war, to refuse to carry out orders which, as we have already seen, lead to many war crimes…Refusing to follow orders in such a situation is a moral obligation.”[1]

It is Lent—for us in the traditions out of the Roman Catholic Church, anyway.  Orthodox denominations count Easter and Lent differently—it is one of the many, many ways that the Body of Christ is rather less unified than we might like to think.  For the Orthodox, Lent begins tomorrow—and yet the Orthodox faithful and all other flavors of Christian faithful and the Jewish and Muslim faithful and people faithful to no religion at all in Ukraine have spent this last week in the shadow of mortality just as surely as any Ash Wednesday celebration we had here.

Ukraine is a nation where the majority of the population is Orthodox Christian.  They, too, have this text, this psalm; the Christian and Jewish and Muslim faithful alike consider the book of Psalms a holy collection of wisdom and experience.  From their lips comes the prayer, “You are my refuge, my stronghold!  You are my God—the one I trust!”

And yet Russia has still invaded.  There are faithful people in Russia, too, who speak with reverent voices, Even if one thousand people fall dead next to you, ten thousand right beside you—it won’t happen to you.  There are faithful people of the Abrahamic religions all over the world and there are still wars, and still casualties, and still people whose feet are bruised and bloodied by stones.  Is this just empty poetry, a soothing trinket better left to its own past?

“This psalm gives us no clues as to when during the long history of ancient[s] it was composed – except that the names it uses for God in verse 1, El-Elyon or ‘Most High’ and Shaddai, translated here, as usual, ‘Almighty,’ are old – scholars think ancient Canaanite names for God,” writes Dr. Heather Anne Thiessen.  “The fears that trust in God protects from are general, not suggesting any particular historical event, but the timeless human condition.”[2]  Jewish tradition ascribes this psalm to Moses as he led the Israelites away from the anger of the Egyptians and toward Mount Sinai and the God Who claimed them.  From its beginning, this psalm has been raised on voices that were precariously offered by a people who experienced war and fear and death and everything that this psalm says will stop happening because this is not a blueprint but a blessing.

We must take care, we 21st century Christians, when we read something as holy and long-lasting as the Bible.  Thousands of years of people’s hope are bound into its pages; billions of lives and untold stories rest in its verses.  The great cloud of witnesses is vast, and we who join the long story of faith cannot say that this was surely written for us alone, we who are the pinnacle of history.  But we speak of this as a living word, a text that means something, that does apply to the lives we lead.

What does it mean, if not safety for the people of Ukraine—or of any of the other places where the hunter’s trap and the young lions alike are still at full power, especially the places where the refugees are not white and not welcome?

Pastor Scott Hoezee writes, “Throughout this psalm God is presented in several ways but all of them deliver the same message: security.  The God of Israel is said to be like a fortress, a refuge, a high tower in whose shadow you can be concealed from those who are out to get you.  God is compared to a mother bird who will cover you with the feathers of her wings.  The faithfulness of God is compared to a shield, a fortified rampart or wall.  God is a kind of ‘safe house’ where angels are at work to keep evil at bay and to catch you even if somehow you do still fall.

“To put it mildly, the language of Psalm 91 is unstintingly confident.  There is no hesitation here.  There is not even the hint of a proviso, caveat, or conditional phrase… Ironically, the single most well-known recital of this psalm came from the lips of the devil himself (which is why in the [Revised Common Lectionary] this psalm is paired with Luke 4 in the Gospel lection).  Satan led Jesus up to a very high place and tempted Jesus to step right off the edge because, after all, didn’t God promise in Psalm 91, ‘He will give his angels charge over you so that you will not dash your foot upon a stone’?”[3]

And Jesus—Jesus, Who would later die, voluntarily but painfully, heart-wrenchingly—said “nope.  I know that God is not to be tested like this.  I know that the promise of security does not mean an absence of pain.  And I will follow anyway.”  Why?  Because God said God would lead.

“Rarely does the psalter exhibit extended one-way speech,” writes Pastor Bobby Morris, “but rather far more often is characterized by some kind of dialogue. In other words, the psalms do not emerge from and are not intended strictly for isolated, quiet pondering. Instead, they are bound up in the setting of conversation. This is most certainly true for the processing of fear. It is not something that can be readily accomplished alone, but requires conversational accompaniment—with those around us who may have some familiarity with some of our fears, and with the one who knows all our fears. We have all three parties present in Psalm 91…The power of this psalm lies not in the notion of a magic trick that makes all things that might cause fear to vanish, but rather in the notion of companions in our processing, and most especially, a God who prevents those things from having dominion over us. In the midst of all the first person commitments made by God in the last verses, there is no promise to ensure that we avoid anything that would cause fear. Instead, what God does promise is, from the midst of such things, to ‘answer,’ ‘be with,’ ‘protect,’ and ‘deliver’ (verse 14).”[4]

Whenever you cry out to me, I’ll answer, God insists in this psalm. I’ll be with you in troubling times.  The Orthodox faithful—the Roman Catholic and Protestant and Jewish and Muslim faithful—of Ukraine have shown incredible courage and strength this last week that is grounded in a deep commitment to the notion that they are not facing this alone.  Much of the world has rallied around them not because God loves them more but because we, sometimes, hear God’s call to be part of the work in the world that brings the salvation of rescue, of protection, of presence.  When we hear—when we answer as God’s hands and feet in the world, we are bringing about the promise of this psalm.  God will hear.  God will answer.  We are invited along for the ride.

We gather today, we who are not in Ukraine but who may be praying this psalm in fervent hope for salvation from other troubling times or arrows in the daylight, and we will celebrate communion.  It is a strange practice, this mouthful of wafer and juice, and it was strange at its beginning.  But it is an act of remembrance that binds us together in the Body of Christ that stumbles but does not break.  It is a reminder that we look to the One Who quoted this psalm in thirst and exhaustion in the middle of the wilderness and went on to change the world in three years of ministry.  The ritual of communion, like this psalm, is a promise “not that we will never suffer, but that trouble and trial will not conquer, and will not make an end of us.”[5]  “Don’t be afraid of terrors at night” not because there are no terrors but because we hold the powerful confidence that we are never alone in facing them, we who have made the Lord our shelter. 

This may still feel unsatisfactory.  It may still be frustrating that the psalmist puts words on your lips of refuge when you still feel like you’re running out in the dangerous open.  Okay.  It is the first Sunday of Lent—we have forty days to wander about in this wilderness together.  We will be unpacking a psalm every Sunday, looking for ways in which the prophet Isaiah challenges us to declare what kind of fast we will choose in our offering of ourselves to God.  We often think of fasting as a thing from that which we readily identify as problematic—I fast from eating junk food, or from gossiping.  But it can also be a fast from the things that are much less obvious: I fast from despair.  I fast from rage.

Today, is this the fast you choose—to abstain from believing that the world being a mess means God has forgotten any one of us?  Will you fast toward faithfulness, learning from the One Who promises faithfulness to us always?

May we let our doubts be our doubts and our faith be stronger yet.  May peace cover the lands in strife.  And may Lent bring us hope as we wander through the wilderness with the lions and the snares.  Amen.

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