“'A Very Present Help in Trouble': Hope in God's Help (Psalm 46)” | 10/11/2020

Psalm 46| 10/11/20 | Will Duval

It’s good to be back with you! I want to thank Pastor Thad once again for filling in for me last Sunday, esp on such short notice. My annual seasonal cold that I succumb to every fall when the weather starts to change, of course struck right on Friday night / Saturday morning, and any other year, I wouldn’t have thought twice about being in church. But more for your MENTAL health than for your physical safety, I decided I better stay home, and await confirmation of my negative COVID test; if I’d been coughing every 30 seconds up here in the pulpit in this COVID climate, it would have distracted from what the Lord wants to say to us here in Psalm 46. 

But that means we get to cover it this morning, together: Psalm 46. We are now officially HALFWAY through our sermon series - “Psalms of Hope” - that will take us, God willing, all the way to Advent. We have studied Psalm 13: ““‘How Long, O Lord’: Hope in God’s Listening Ear””, Psalm 23: ““‘The Lord is My Shepherd’: Hope in God’s Care””, Psalm 27: ““‘Whom Shall I Fear’: Hope in God’s Protection””, Psalm 30: ““‘Mourning into Dancing’: Hope in God’s Redemption””, Psalm 31: ““‘In You I Take Refuge’: Hope in God’s Deliverance””, Psalm 33: ““‘Our Heart is Glad in Him': Hope in God's Goodness’””, Psalms 42-43: ““‘I Shall Again Praise Him': Hope in God's Faithfulness””, and Psalm 73: “‘Whom have I in heaven but you?’: Hope in God’s World”, and this morning we’re studying Psalm 46: ““‘A Very Present Help in Trouble': Hope in God's HELP””. 

HELP! I need somebody… 

HELP! Not just anybody… 

HELP! You know I need someone: 

[sing] “Help…”

I suspect whether you’re 9 years old or you’re 90, you are familiar with that popular Beatles tune. The song transcends generations because its LYRICS are so universally applicable. From birth to death, we all live in perpetual need of HELP. I’ve of course been reminded of that especially these past 6 months, as Polly and I have had to relearn how to parent a newborn. Parenting a newborn is basically like working in the trauma section of the E.R.: your job is just to try and keep everyone ALIVE. That’s the bar for success. And babies will do everything in their power to test you on it. I’m giving Elijah a bath this week; I literally turn around to pick up his towel, and he’s face-down in the bathwater. Why are babies so intent on hurting themselves? I set him in the middle of the living room. It’s all carpet; no stairs. He can’t even crawl yet; completely baby-proof, right? I go back to cleaning dishes, glance in from the kitchen to check on him 90 seconds later, and he has managed to roll over to the corner of the room and find the one electrical outlet baby-proofing PLUG - that little plastic cap that’s ironically supposed to go in the socket to keep him safe - I must have taken it out to plug in a cord and left it lying on the ground and now he’s found it and he’s trying his very hardest to swallow it before I find out and come save his life. 

(Please don’t call CPS on your pastor! I just thank God his adoption was finalized 2 weeks ago, or I couldn’t share these stories; they’d never let us keep him!) But this parenting, isn’t it? From wiping booties & kissing boo-boos to offering dating advice & borrowing the car - our kids seem to constantly need our HELP. And God KNOWS that WE need His help in parenting them!

And God has a funny way of bringing it all full circle at the END of life as well, doesn’t he? Our utter dependence on others. I officiated Mary Ann Mansker’s funeral yesterday. She went home to be with the Lord after 91 ½ years, the last year of which was spent battling lymphoma. And her daughter Debie, who also worships with us and was Mary Ann’s primary caregiver for those last few weeks of her in-home hospice, Debie can personally attest to the fact that for everyone who lives long enough, we will end up just like we started: barely able to move, in diapers, desperately dependent on others for our very survival. From the womb to the tomb, we need HELP!

And John Lennon might have THOUGHT that “when i was younger, so much younger than today; I never needed anybody’s help in any way”, right? Those foolish, youthful years of prideful presumed independence; when we don’t THINK we need anyone for anything. “I got this on my own!” Some of us NEVER outgrow that, do we? Our prideful impulse, to reject any and all help. I get on to Ellery, our 4 year old, when we play games together and she won’t let me help her shuffle the playing cards:

“Baby, it’s really difficult, for a 4 year old to shuffle; can I help you? 

NO Daddy, I want to do it myself!

But the reality is: we’re no different, as adults, are we? When the babysitter cancels on you last minute, and you don’t want to have to reach out to the neighbors, and admit that you actually need their help… when life throws you more than you can handle on your own - you lose your job, you lose a loved one, you move cities, away from your support system - what’s our natural inclination? Do we run to God for help? Or in our pride, do we declare, “NO Daddy, I want to do it myself!” God: I got this. 

But God, in his GRACE, has a wonderful way of breaking us of that pride, doesn’t he? Of humbling us, by whatever means necessary. Heck, he’ll send a pandemic to wreak havoc on the entire world, just to wake us UP to the reality of our desperate need for help. To the fact that we really DON’T “got it” under control, that we really DON’T have it all together. But that’s okay, because GOD has things under control; He “upholds the universe by the word of his power” - Hebrews 1:3. And that same Sovereign, totally in-control God has promised, right here in Psalm 46, to be for us, for ALL who would repent of our pride and turn to Him for aid: “a very present[b] help in trouble.” 

Would you stand with me…Psalm 46: (if you don’t have a Bible...)

God is our refuge and strength,

    a very present[b] help in trouble.

2 Therefore we will not fear though the earth gives way,

    though the mountains be moved into the heart of the sea,

3 though its waters roar and foam,

    though the mountains tremble at its swelling. Selah

4 There is a river whose streams make glad the city of God,

    the holy habitation of the Most High.

5 God is in the midst of her; she shall not be moved;

    God will help her when morning dawns.

6 The nations rage, the kingdoms totter;

    he utters his voice, the earth melts.

7 The Lord of hosts is with us;

    the God of Jacob is our fortress. Selah

8 Come, behold the works of the Lord,

    how he has brought desolations on the earth.

9 He makes wars cease to the end of the earth;

    he breaks the bow and shatters the spear;

    he burns the chariots with fire.

10 “Be still, and know that I am God.

    I will be exalted among the nations,

    I will be exalted in the earth!”

11 The Lord of hosts is with us;

    the God of Jacob is our fortress. Selah

 This is the word of the Lord... (LET’S PRAY…)

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