Introduction: Surely many know the poem from the Old Testament:

The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want.
He makes me lie down in green pastures.
He leads me beside still waters.
He restores my soul.
He leads me in paths of righteousness
    for his name’s sake.

Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death,
    I will fear no evil,
for you are with me;
    your rod and your staff,
    they comfort me.

You prepare a table before me
in the presence of my enemies;
you anoint my head with oil;
my cup overflows.

Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me
all the days of my life,
and I shall dwell in the house of the Lord
forever. (Psalm 23)

Today’s Focus: It is one of the most cherished of poems from sacred Scripture. And for good reason. But today’s focus is upon the phrase my cup overflows.

That imagery . . . wow! A cup filled beyond what it can hold. Why’s that so moving? Because it’s not about the cup. It’s about the One who fills it.

I say again: it’s not about the cup. It’s about the One who fills it.

Teaching: I do not presume to speak for others when I write. I speak my thoughts, and I try to align my thoughts under the Author of all that’s true and beautiful and good.

Have you ever doubted? Have you ever doubted God’s providence? Have you ever thought (even if you didn’t say it to others), that God didn’t see your suffering?

Rest assured, dear saints: God sees. God knows. And truth will prevail.

Encouragement: Trust the Lord. His faithfulness is unbeaten. He is undefeated. You can think you murder the truth; you can dupe sheeple into thinking you’ve got them fooled, but God’s truth will out; it will prevail.

May we be a ransomed people of transparency, light, and truth. Why? Because God will fill our meager cups to overflowing.

For me, this evening is a quiet one indoors. Outside our home the rain is falling softly and steadily. Small shallow pools of water are on either side of the front steps. Our Cavalier King Charles does not want to go pee outside for fear of getting her paws wet. [She is truly a ‘Lady’ (that’s her name)]. And I just completed the reading of a slim volume of theology by Jim Boice entitled Standing On the Rock.

Like Boice’s other volumes, this one was winsome and wise. In this volume, Boice tackled common objections secularists and liberals have historically raised about the sufficiency, authority, and inspiration of the Scriptures. And just as in his other volumes, he more than withstood all inquiries via vetted scholarship. He answered honest (and often dishonest) questions and assertions raised against the authority of Scripture, and gently called naysayers and skeptics to the truth via evidence.

As one steeped in this sort of polemics, his answers were not new to me. The same questions have been around since the Patristic Era and before. And honest answers are not hard to come by if one will do a bit of study.

But what I was so moved by this quiet evening were all the stories he shared in this slim volume–of skeptics who came to faith in Christ in the most interesting ways. One was of a man shouting ad hominem attacks, who challenged Boice to a debate. Boice willingly accepted the challenge, but the man refused.

Another was of how W.A. Criswell told First Baptist Dallas that he was going to preach through the entire Bible as their pastor–from Genesis to Revelation–knowing that many folks could not even locate books like Habakkuk and Zephaniah in their Bibles. Critics laughed and scoffed at Criswell. But the result? The hearers could not fit inside the church, there were so many. His exposition was so accurate and the Word of God was so powerful, people were regenerated by God.

The stories go on and on. And all of them testify to the power of the Scriptures–the very breath of God.

When I see my own writing on my laptop, I sometimes chuckle now. Why? Because when I was a young man, full of intellectual pride and a sharp tongue, and I studied philosophy and literature, and went on to earn several graduate degrees, I get what the Apostle Paul meant when he said he had learned to count all those things as so much rubbish. He didn’t mean that he devalued the life of the mind. Just the opposite, in fact.

What he meant is that zeal without true knowledge/wisdom is vanity and pride. True knowledge comes when we fall under the recognition that this is God’s world and therefore God’s Word is the authority. It’s not man’s world or the words of men that carry ultimate authority. We are always the creatures; God alone is the Creator. We are borrowers of the creation only.

God is bigger than our trials, dear ones. His Word proves true. You can kick against it, besmirch it, shun it, and pervert it, but it survives and remains authoritative. As a friend of mine wrote earlier this week when she quoted Isaiah, I will do the same:

Behold, I am doing a new thing;
    now it springs forth, do you not perceive it?
I will make a way in the wilderness
    and rivers in the desert. (Isaiah 43:19)

Zinger: “Every man is in tension until until he finds a satisfactory answer to the problem of who he himself is” (Francis Schaeffer).

Schaeffer remains a hero to me. He connected dots masterfully. He saw where ideas led. He was a master of pattern recognition. In that, I track with him profoundly.

Segue: I know it’s dangerous to say what we all know viscerally, namely, that we’re fallen creatures. Not some of us. All of us. “None is righteous, no, not one” (Romans 3:10) because ” . . . all have sinned and fall short of the glory of God” (Romans 3:23).

Each morning when I shave and have to look myself in the mirror, I’m keenly aware that I’m looking at a man in need of work. Just as I have to train in order to meet certain physical fitness levels required in my line of work, I likewise must train my nature, my character.

Why? Because there’s lots of room for improvement. But the only way that sinner staring me back in the face each morning when I shave will ever meet God’s standard is to be holy. And I most definitely fall short there. I am embarrassed at times when I’ve spoken when I should have remained silent, and embarrassed when I let myself go when I should have said no, and refrained. Maybe you, too, can relate.

In sum, I need grace. I need mercy. Otherwise, I’m a failure. That’s what the cross of Christ is all about, dear ones. It’s God’s righteousness imputed to His people. But the way that transaction works is when we are broken by our sin and look to Christ alone for atonement. That’s the Christian’s hope.

God’s righteousness is imputed to all who repent and believe. We’re to look away from ourselves and to Christ.

Encouragement: If you’re perhaps like I am (a sinner broken by the lingering sin he sees in his life, and by the graciousness of the cross of Christ, that he would come for such as I), that’s the greatest possible brokenness. You’re broken but beautiful because an alien righteousness, that righteousness of God in Christ, clothes you in His robes, because our filthy rags were worn by Him in His substitutionary atonement. Let us look to Him in repentance and faith, knowing that He will not lose any who are His.

Introduction: An abiding favorite writer of mine is Flannery O’Connor. In her book Mystery and Manners, she wrote many zingers. This is one of them: “To know oneself is, above all, to know what one lacks. It is to measure oneself against Truth, and not the other way around. The first product of self-knowledge is humility.”

Teaching: “To measure oneself against Truth” drives the honest man to his knees. Why? Because the beginning of wisdom is the fear of the Lord.
The fear of the LORD is the beginning of wisdom, and the knowledge of the Holy One is insight” (Pr 9:10). The proper fear of the Lord is one of reverence. It is not that God gets His jollies by mean-spiritedness. Just the opposite, in fact. God is patient with us. He suffers long for sinners. The Cross of Christ is His ultimate demonstration of that—that the triune God came on a mission of rescue of sinners.

We just celebrated another Christmas, a holy day (that’s the English word origin for “holiday”) that commemorates the incarnation of God the Son. But it’s shortsighted to not think through the incarnation of the Cross of Christ. It is Calvary, not Bethlehem, we’re to be thinking about, because the Cross of Christ demonstrates God’s patience and longsuffering towards us sinners. If we fail in the area of humility, we thumb our noses at the holiness of God. If we think we outsmart or outmaneuver God, we are fools. Nothing escapes God’s sight—nothing. This should lead us to humility and gratitude and selfless service.

Encouragement: As in many things, O’Connor was spot-on. We need to seek the approval of God rather than the approval of man. It’s come down in our day to be a cliché, but we should ultimately be serving an audience of One, because it is to God Himself that we will answer. Press on, dear ones, in the truth, knowing whom you serve, and work hard at it so that you may one day hear, “Well done, good and faithful servant.”

Text: “An unjust man is an abomination to the righteous, but one whose way is straight is an abomination to the wicked” (Pr 29:27).

Textual Analysis:

• Parallelism is the term for the literary technique used in the above verse. All that means is that the first part of the phrase reveals a pattern, a type of person, and the reaction he gets from another type of person. The unjust, wicked man is hated by the good man. Why? Because he is wicked. Because he should be shunned because he is just that–unjust. The good man is to hate that which is evil. Otherwise, you’re failing to take a stand for what is good and right. We are commanded to hate evil in Scripture: “Let love be genuine. Abhor what is evil; hold fast to what is good” (Rom 12:9).

Reactions to Good and Evil:

• The good man or woman, in other words, is characterized as one who discerns justice from injustice, good from evil, transparency versus secretiveness.
• But did you notice the power of the second part of the verse where the poet writes, “but one whose way is straight is an abomination to the wicked”? In other words, the good man is hated by the wicked man. Why? Because he won’t go along with wickedness. He will not cave. He will not give in. Why? Because his allegiance is to the Lord and to what is right, true, and good.

Encouragement: Folks, if you take a stand for the truth, for the light, for the Lord, for transparency, you can count on persecution. Jesus told us that up front:

If the world hates you, know that it has hated me before it hated you. If you were of the world, the world would love you as its own; but because you are not of the world, but I chose you out of the world, therefore the world hates you. Remember the word that I said to you: ‘A servant is not greater than his master.’ If they persecuted me, they will also persecute you. If they kept my word, they will also keep yours. But all these things they will do to you on account of my name, because they do not know him who sent me. If I had not come and spoken to them, they would not have been guilty of sin, but now they have no excuse for their sin. Whoever hates me hates my Father also. If I had not done among them the works that no one else did, they would not be guilty of sin, but now they have seen and hated both me and my Father. But the word that is written in their Law must be fulfilled: ‘They hated me without a cause.’ (Jn 15:18-25)

But be of good courage, dear ones. God sees. And the truth will triumph. You can try to bury it, even in a tomb in Jerusalem, but the truth will rise again.