James’ Blog: Psalm 139 for the Modern Pulpit.

1 O LORD, you have searched me

and you know me.

2 You know when I sit and when I

rise;

you perceive my thoughts from

afar.

3 You discern my going out and my

lying down;

you are familiar with all my ways.

4 Before a word is on my tongue

you know it completely, O LORD.

 

5 But I think that what you’re doing

is illegal, O LORD.

6 I’m pretty sure you need my permission

to hold my personal information.

7 It’s a violation of my human rights

or something.

8 At the very least it’s a violation of my

personal space.

 

9 It’s called stalking, and it’s actually against

the law, you know;

10 I don’t want you following my every

move, O LORD.

11 I would take out a restraining order if I

could.

12 But I don’t know how that works on someone

who’s omnipresent.

 

13 There was that guy who sued Google

for his right to be forgotten;

so that people couldn’t know his past.

14 And there’s been all the stuff on the news

about Facebook recently.

15 Even Mark Zuckerberg is being held

accountable now.

16 Who said that you were allowed to remember

everything about me, O LORD?

    Who holds you accountable?

 

17 I don’t care if you created my inmost being;

or knit me together in my mother’s womb.

18 That doesn’t give you the right to invade

my privacy.

19 And you say that all the days ordained

for me were written in Your book…

20 Actually, that sounds like a threat;

Are you threatening me, O LORD?

 

21 My business is my business;

My life is mine and mine alone.

22 And it’s none of your business what I do

with it.

23 Or what I do in the privacy of my

own home.

I don’t want you knowing everything I do.

24 I’d rather be anonymous than have

you close, O LORD.

One thought on “James’ Blog: Psalm 139 for the Modern Pulpit.

  • April 26, 2018 at 8:23 am
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    Not quite the same thing as what you’re saying, but I remember leading a Bible study on this psalm and saying that for some people, the idea that you cannot escape God’s presence is a terrifying rather than a comforting thing.

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