Saturday, April 7, 2012

Psalm 88

Every day I call on you, O Lord;
I spread out my hands to you.
Do you work wonders for the dead?
Do the shades rise up to praise you?
Is your steadfast love declared in the grave,
or your faithfulness in Abaddon?
Are your wonders known in the darkness,
or your saving help in the land of forgetfulness?

The psalmist was being rhetorical, even ironic.

Yet many Christians believe that even, perhaps especially, the dead praise God.

In the Apostles' Creed we read that Jesus, "descended to the dead."

Many believe God's presence and steadfast love extends even beyond the grave.

Many believe the greatest wonder was worked out in darkness and silence.

Psalm 88

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