Psalm 129:3-6. “The plowers plowed upon my back: they made long their furrows. He Lord is righteous: he hath cut asunder the cords of the wicked. Let them be confounded and turned back that hate Zion. Let them be as the grass upon the housetops, which withereth afore it growth up:” AFFLICTION. It started a long time ago, back in the days of my youth. I experienced then a little of surprising animosity, Not directed to me just because of who I am; But because of the One who saved me and called – Giving guidance down a different road – A different path that most travel – and want.
Not physical difficulties so much – although there were some; But the “differences” of our occupation chaffed others. Not high walls designed to separate in silence, But barriers set to keep me from their world, And word barriers to keep them from mine –
Fearing lest what I had believed – changed them.
So, it continued then – and to a degree, even now Behind my back now – but at times I feel the plow – And I understand I still have fallow ground to be turned. God allows His field to be scarred with a purpose – And bands that limited my life in chosen ways – Now are loosed, as my Lord opens new fields.
The “roof grass” is fruitless, only really for shelter – No produce, no garners filled by staying under it. Fill my hands, Lord, with meaningful labor. Give me wisdom to be godly in affliction – Let not affliction turn me from Thy purposes – Be glorified in my affliction even as Christ in His.
“Gracious God, I thank Thee for supporting me in times of affliction and opposition. Many times I have wondered what I should do and have learned again and again that You have all the issues of life under observation, only allowing what is within the scope of Thy plans. In the name of the Lord Jesus Christ, Amen.”