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Let God Plan for Thee
"My times are in Thy hand."—Ps. 31:15.
THESE are Christ's words, for the psalm is one of His utterances when bearing our sins. He is speaking as the "sent" one, the dependent, trusting Son of man.
We too can take up these words. We look up and remember Jehovah. What He is, even apart from what He is to us, is our joy. He is Jehovah; He is the disposer of times and events, the sovereign arranger of everything relating to us. We are creatures, sinners, worms; yet He is so condescendingly mindful of us that He orders our whole life and lot. He in whose hand our times are is the God of love.
1. What solemnity, then, does this cast over life! A life thus wholly ordered in all its times by the infinite Jehovah must be a solemn thing.
2. What stability does it impart! Even in such an unstable world everything is under the regulation of an unchanging purpose.
3. What certainty does it give to all that passes! There can be no random, nay, no trivial events; nothing disjointed or loose.
4. What peace does it fill us with in this tempestuous age! Empires may rock to and fro, statesmen stagger, confusion reign; we are at peace. All is well.