Wednesday, November 14, 2018

Ps. 139 (Pt 2; in the service of petition)


You have known / my being through and through
                My bone structure / was not concealed from you
                When I was being made / in secret
                Worked in motley fashion / deep down in the earth
Your eyes / saw my embryo
                And in your book / are all written down
Days that were planned
                Before any of them occurred.
How difficult / I find your thoughts of me / god
                How vast they are in their totality
If I tried to count them / they would be more than grains of sand
                If I came to the end / I would not have finished with you

The psalmist now continues his mediation on Yhwh’s creation of him. Every detail from his origin in the earth and his mother’s womb to the end of his life is known to Yhwh. His very structure, his bones themselves, are known to Yhwh. From this known-beginning the psalmist turns to Yhwh’s book in which all of his days are written down. Yhwh does not know him from his creation and then leave him; Yhwh’s knowing presence continues through every day of his life. Just like the words that Yhwh knows before the psalmist speaks them, so too are his days known to Yhwh before they occur.

The psalmist declares that the amount of Yhwh’s thoughts of him are more than the grains of sand. It is an important statement—his own thoughts of himself pale in comparison to the vastness of Yhwh’s thoughts. Yhwh knows him to a degree that he will never obtain to. Again, there is this tremendous sense of being overtaken and encased within Yhwh’s thoughts.

I wish you would kill the wicked / god
                And that bloodthirsty men / would leave me
Men who mention you maliciously
                Who talk falsely / your foes
Do I not hate those / who hate you / Yhwh
                Don’t I loathe / those who attack you?
I do hate them / hate them utterly
                I regard them / as enemies of mine.

We now come to the crux of psalm—what the entire psalm has been leading up—which is that the psalmist wishes that Yhwh would “kill the wicked”. The depth of Yhwh’s knowledge of the psalmist is now turned on the “bloodthirsty men” and those who “mention you maliciously”. Yhwh, through his almost “wonderfully transcendent” knowledge of the psalmist, knows that he “hates those who hate you”; that he “loathes those who attack you.” Those who are enemies of Yhwh are enemies of his.

As we have seen, though, Yhhw’s knowledge is not one that simply “sees what stands within the light”. For the psalmist, as for many, wickedness and evil operate in a hidden fashion, a type of darkness. That is something of its nature. It does not operate on the surface of things but, instead, hides in the grasses, like snake; or, it moves at midnight, shrouded in darkness. Evil men are night-creatures who stand hidden from every form of sun-god. For Yhwh, though, this hidden nature of evil Is not hidden. It stands within the light of his gaze and is as clear to Yhwh as the psalmist’s own words and motives. More crucially still is that Yhwh “examines” them just as he “examines” the psalmist. As we saw above, this examination is not observation, but a weighing and judging. Yhwh haunts the darkness, always already behind and before it, patiently waiting for a time push back the curtain of darkness and reveal his own light-that-transcends-darkness in judgment.

This is where we see, concretely, that this type of almost philosophical approach to Yhwh’s knowledge is put in service of a destruction of evil. Or, we might say, philosophy is put in the service of petition and prayer. This is something we have seen throughout many psalms—that the psalmists are not so much concerned with understanding as with drawing Yhwh into action in order to end evil. They can delve deeply into the mystery of Yhwh’s providential insight, but that is penultimate to their main concern for justice and the establishment of right order.

Examine me / God / and know my mind
Probe me / and know how anxious I am
See if I have been behaving / as an idolator
                And guide me / in the ancient path.

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