TELL HER ABOUT PSALM 51
When God called me into His service the first Sunday in September 1987, my walk with Him had not always been down the straight and narrow path. It seemed like every time there was a fork in the road, I always found the long way to go. But once you hear His voice and learn to listen to Him, you can make those left and right decisions as He whispers in your ear.
My prayer to God after He called me was for a Spirit of Discernment. God answered my prayer a long time before I realized He had. At the time I started praying for a spirit of discernment, I was writing marketing and business plans. I prayed for a Spirit of Discernment so that I could tell who were good Christian people for whom God wanted me to work, and who were not. The problem for a person anointed by God is that the devil will often put people in your path to deceive you and take you away from the calling God has placed within you. Looking back, I realize that my first wrenching of my stomach as a client came into my office was one way God would alert me to someone not being His. The problem was this person would talk about the Lord and tell me what I wanted to hear as a Christian, but it took me a while to realize that everyone who speaks the name of Jesus is not necessarily His. We have a responsibility, like the Bereans, of searching out the truth, so we will not be confused when deception and confusion steps in our path.
After I closed my business, I started to work for a Christian Bookstore chain. One day after I started working there, a beautiful lady came up to the counter to make a purchase. On a scale of one to ten, she was a twelve. She was dressed in a suit that must have cost at least a thousand dollars. If you can imagine a person that was totally together, this was the lady. She appeared to be the most confident, happy, classy lady that you can imagine.
As I started to ring up the sale, God said, “Tell her about Psalm 51". I said to God, “What? Lord, this lady is squared away. She is beautiful, happy, expensively dressed and as classy as they come.” I was thinking, please Lord; this is the last person in the world that needs to hear me sharing Psalm 51. And I should know Lord. Ha, ha. Well, the Lord in all his patience did not bother to whisper in my ear that morning. He bellowed, “TELL HER ABOUT PSALM 51!” I said, “Okay Lord, ok. I’ll tell her, I’ll tell her. Whew!” So I looked at the book she was buying, and it was a book by Capps, and I said, “I’ve read his book on angels and enjoyed it very much.” She proceeded to tell me she had read that book too, and she had enjoyed it very much also. I then told her I had read a book recently titled “Dancing with Broken Bones” by David Swartz. She asked what the book was about. Now I was so confident in what the Lord was having me do here, that I couldn’t even make eye contact with this lady. Believe it or not, I still wasn’t sure God knew what He was talking about. Even though I had my doubts, I proceeded to tell her the story of David repenting before the Lord. I told her about the reason for the repentance was that David had an affair with Bathsheba, and he was repenting before the Lord.
Psalm 51: 7-11
Purge me with hyssop, and I shall be clean;
Wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow.
Make me hear joy and gladness,
That the bones You have broken may rejoice.
Hide your face from my sins,
And blot out all my iniquities.
Create in me a clean heart, O God,
And renew a steadfast spirit within me.
Do not cast me away from Your presence,
And do not take Your Holy Spirit from me. NKJV
I stressed to her that after David had prayed for God to please not take His Holy Spirit away from him, so the bones God had broken may rejoice, he proceeded later to dance in the spirit before the Lord. Now as I was telling this story to this beautiful stranger, I had not once looked up at her eyes as you normally do when you talk to someone. But, after finishing the story, I looked up at her and the biggest tears I have ever seen, crocodile tears, were streaming down her face. The front of her suit was wet from tears that had fallen from her face. She looked at me and said; “I have been seeing a Christian psychiatrist for over two years dealing with the area of brokenness in my life. I am going straight home to read Psalm 51. I know my healing is at hand. God Bless you brother.” And she left.
Now I am a great believer in giving God the glory for everything that occurs in our life. So I spoke to the Lord, “Ok. I guess You were right after all. But...” Yeah sure. But... God is always right, His timing is always good and He uses a dummy like me to accomplish His purpose. And I get to share in the blessing. Is God good or what? It is so glorious serving our mighty, wonderful Holy Father God. Sometimes I am a little slow in learning that I do not have all of the answers. But God has been patient with me and has loved me even when I am a little slow. Thank You Father, thank You Jesus for closing that rift between us and God the Father, and thank You Holy Spirit for guiding me when I forget to open my eyes. I love You, I love You, I love You, I love You.