I’ve spent some time in the Psalms the last two weeks, they are my respite from a world that seems completely out of control. In them are the expressions of every human emotion – faith, hope, love, anger, hate, and despair unimaginable, and all set to music. How wonderful that Jehovah knew His creations would find solace in song, and inspired an entire discology for their comfort.
One of my favorites is Psalm 40, and it has brought me through many moments of anxiety. The first verse reads, “I waited patiently for the Lord; and he inclined unto me, and heard my cry.” The band U2 has very good version of this put in modern song.
Life is full of ups and downs, sometimes you are euphoric, flying high. I remember one such gathering of fellow travelers, we were eating and drinking, singing songs, building lifelong fraternal friendships, and then it ended. We are still fellow travelers, our purposes have expanded, our focus has cleared, and we are pursuing different avenues to the same end, a Free Dixie. These times rarely last very long, because the work is hard, there are differences in vision, strategy, and tactics. However, these gatherings are good and necessary, they give Southern loyalists a sense of hope in community as we face those in opposition.
Just like King David, the writer of many psalms, we are encompassed about by many enemies, and they come in many forms. They never sleep nor slumber, and sometimes they have temporary victories over us, but our hope is in the Lord, just as David expresses throughout the Psalms. Psalms 23, an often-quoted shepherds psalm contains verse 4:
“Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff they comfort me.”
Now, when you’re going through some of these times, it is very human to forget, doubt, or reject this hope given, but it is still given, and we must remember and trust in ultimate victory.
When victory is not yet a realization, and tragedy comes, one of the most human of emotions is revenge, to illicit a curse upon one’s enemies. In modern Christianity this is considered taboo, for Jesus said to love our enemies, do good to those that despitefully use us, etc. Yet they forget, in doing so, you are heaping coals of fire upon their head, but I digress. The Psalms are full of imprecatory psalms, curses, although not on your enemies, but the enemies of God in relation to His children. And you should pray them, with righteous intentions.
Psalms 69 is one such psalm, and it is rich in emotion, and I encourage you to read it over and over. Here’s an summation of its contents.
The psalmist is overwhelmed in anguish, as if a flood is coming over him, we’ve all been there. His throat is parched, his eyes are dry in his crying before God without answer. His enemies are vast, but he also realizes that he has been foolish, and acknowledges his part in this current calamity. Sometimes our circumstances are somewhat of our own making, Yet, he does not want the righteous to be pulled into his troubles, and that is sign of his own humility. He understands the slander of the wicked, the reproach of the godless, and though he longs for it, there is no one to comfort him. If you’ve been involved in dissident politics, you’ve been there many times. But then he realizes that there is a greater force in his corner, an Almighty God that brings calamities to the enemies of the righteous, and when that vengeance comes, there is no escape for the godless. That is the moment his heart , his voice, goes from despair and vengeance, to hope and praise.
Southern man, one engaged in fighting for a sovereign homeland for our people, a nation where sanity will reign again, do not lose heart. Your Heavenly Father hears your cries, knows your enemies, but more importantly he sees His enemies. As we build institutions and infrastructure while this wicked empire collapses, He is working all things for His good, and ours. Remember, as the hymn recalls:
This is my Fathers World
Maltbie D. Babcock
O let me ne’er forget
That though the wrong seems
Oft to strong
God is the Ruler yet.
This is my Fathers world:
Why should my heart be sad?
The Lord is King: let the heavens ring!
God reigns: let earth be glad.
Deo Vindice!
God save the South!
Service to God and honor to the South.
