LORD, how long shall the wicked,


                                                   how long shall the wicked triumph?

The wicked is someone who violates God’s standards. Somebody who creates his own set of values and principles. The easiest way to pull this off is to do away with God or make a lesser god who doesn’t hang perfection over our heads as the target.

Scriptures scores this as the “wicked” does not seek God Psa. 10:4;             In fact he challenges God:  Psa. 10:13. As a way of life the “wicked” loves violence, consequently The entire amusement and entertainment agenda is bulging with purchasable aggression, brutality, sensuality, sadism, bloodshed, basically you name it, you can buy it, fanaticize about it and feed on it.   Psa. 11:5 The wicked, oppresses the righteous  Psa. 17:9 does not repay his debts, we have a world upside down in debt, look at our national shortfall  Psa. 37:21 and lays a snare to trap the righteous Psa. 119:110

When we get into this expectation where we wonder about God’s timing for dealing with the wicked, as we see here in v. 3 of our Psalm. We are verbalizing the agony of waiting by saying how long, how long, twice, we’re seeing the psalmist hope for a quick severe dealing to fall, that God’s judgment on the “wicked” would come in this life, that they might be ashamed Psa. 31:17, be overcome by sorrows Psa. 32:10, fall by their devices Psa. 141:10, and die a premature death Prov. 10:27, and that their remembrance will be no more Prov. 10:7. It would be my speculation that these are prayers we should shout to the throne of the Almighty Judge.

It is anticipated that at the time of their death there will be great shouting: “When it goes well with the righteous, the city rejoiced: when the wicked perish, there is shouting” Prov. 11:10.

The success of the wicked is inexplicable, incomprehensible, and their ability to triumph, and accomplish countless achievements, is emotionally draining and perplexing.

We bring our how longs to the Lord in prayer and pleading, he invites our inquiries into the divine mysteries of his timing and truth, telling us: It’s worth it all, the wait, our wonder and our worship of his ways. We are seeking the face of Jesus in this adoring wait for Him. We are focused on Him in full dependence and devotion.

We can’t get off kilter over what appears to be a world gone wild, out of control, jumping over the precipice of sensibility and serenity. This is the age of virtual everything, living out every imaginable extreme to the fullest conceivable excess. What shocked in the past is passé in the present, when the sponge of inner craving becomes excessively self absorbed a bigger sponge is inserted.

The end of sanity and normality is off the map, and self destruct buttons are more commonplace. More common then clean air and brands of bottled water. The proverb proclaims it: Hell and destruction are never full, so the eyes of man are never satisfied.

How long O Lord How long, one of the many howling Psalms, as the ache for reason echoes from our spirits. The groan for his perfect intervention, his long invited interruption, that the silence of new possibilities in the realm of correcting balance would sound out from the heavens, and an invasion of honesty, integrity, purity, and virtue would shine its radiant rectifying beams of cleansing light.

God’s presence is needed: Gen. 3:8 And they heard the voice of the LORD God walking in the garden in the cool of the day: and Adam and his wife hid themselves from the presence of the LORD God amongst the trees of the garden.

Our day is frozen cold with wickedness plummeting the gage to new record lows, but his voice can still walk in, in the cool of our day. We have His promise: 2 Chron. 20:9 If, when evil cometh upon us, as the sword, judgment, or pestilence, or famine, we stand before this…in thy presence, … and cry unto thee in our affliction, then thou wilt hear and help.

Psalms 68:2 As smoke is driven away, so drive them away: as wax melts before the fire, so let the wicked perish at the presence of God.

Isa 64:1-2 Oh that thou would rend the heavens, that thou would come down, that the mountains might flow down at thy presence,   As when the melting fire burns, the fire causes the waters to boil, to make thy name known to Your adversaries, that the nations may tremble at thy presence! Now unto him that is able to keep you from falling, and to present you faultless before the presence of his glory with exceeding joy, To the only wise God our Savior, be glory and majesty, dominion and power, both now and ever.






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