V2 “I say to the Lord, “You are my Lord; I have no good apart from you.”
“You are my Lord.”
I’m quickly drawn to John 15 where Jesus talks about Himself as “the vine”, and we are the branches. We are chosen! We cannot even say, “you are my Lord” without Him revealing Himself to us first. We were dead in our sin—dead branches, but God spoke and the Word became flesh and dwelt among us.
“In the beginning was the Word and the Word was with God and the Word was God.” John 1:1
He is first. He is the Cause. He is the First Cause; our choosing is only in response to Him calling.
John Piper put it like this:
“What if Jesus had said, “I did not choose you; you chose me?” What would most likely be the point of saying that? Wouldn’t it mean, “I’m not bound to you. You wanted to come along. If the going gets rough, don’t come whimpering to me. It’s your choice, man. I didn’t stake anything on your success.” But Jesus said the opposite: “You did not choose me, but I chose you.” And so the meaning probably is: “Your presence here is my doing and so I take full responsibility.”
I love that last line and I take great comfort in it. He takes responsibility. I don’t have to worry. I don’t have to fret that God will abandon me. He will never leave me or forsake me. Nothing can separate me from the love of God. Jesus said, “Abide in me and I in you.”
“I have no good apart from you.”
We were chosen to bear fruit. We were created to bear fruit, but a branch can’t bear fruit apart from the vine. We aren’t the source, He is. Just like I can’t even say, “You are my Lord” without Him calling first, likewise I can’t bear fruit without the Source giving me resurrected life. Whatever good I do, it is because He has given me the grace to do so.
God is the source of all good, God is all together the definition of good.
What have I to give?
Spurgeon wrote, “The work of our Lord Jesus was not needful on account of any necessity in the Divine Being.”
Father God, in his great love, redeemed us through the work of Christ.
So I needn’t worry about what I can do. He has finished it. I can rest in Him and let Jesus work in me.
I love this last verse of this beautiful Christmas Carol, “In the Bleak Midwinter.”
“What can I give Him,
Poor as I am?
If I were a shepherd
I would bring a lamb,
If I were a wise man
I would do my part,
Yet what I can I give Him,
Give my heart.”