The Mighty Avenger

Stuck in rush hour traffic, rounding the corner onto aisle 3 at the local grocery store only to navigate your overfilled cart through the breakage of a five-gallon jar of pickles - especially if you broke the jar or showing up for Bible study where the same "well-meaning soul" shares in great length everything possibly known to man from her "Confidential Prayer List" but somehow never gets to the praying part, or the quiet dissenter who stealthily and consistently makes their moves to bring discord to a healthy relationship or organization. Regardless of the triggers, there are experiences in life that get the best of us at times. Things that make us crazy, things that make us want to settle the score, things that make us scream for rightness, fairness, and truth. Things that get the best of us - if we let them!

2 Samuel 22:48 says, "He is the God who avenges me, who puts the nations under me."

No one understood this better than King David. From the beginning of his relationship with King Saul to the end of it, David endured many conflicts and sufferings at Saul's hands, yet in his death, David gave Saul the honor due him rather than the disrespect he deserved. David knew that God would handle it and end the evil that had plagued him for so long.

In our conflicts, we can rest in the knowledge that God knows how to best handle difficult people and situations, and sometimes that person is me. Because He is the discerner of hearts, He can right the wrongs committed by us or against us. God never mistakes intentions, though we may, and He will fairly deal with injustice. He is the mighty avenger to our rescue.

El Nathan Neqamah, "The God who avenges me."

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