in the sight of my foes.
We don’t need to look too far to know the presence of the broken body of Christ—in ourselves and each other, and in the wounded outcasts on the margins of our communities. We see the sorrowful, suffering faces wandering the streets. We feel the reality of heartache and loss in our families. And, when we know the suffering that comes from wearying of doing good—from advocating for peace and justice. We can so easily fall into the traps of despair, discouragement and doubt. For sure, imitating Christ is costly.
Devotion to Jesus can make us unpopular, and Love bonds us to the horror of the Cross. But then, God’s Word comforts. The psalmist sends a message: Yes, yes, there are those that oppose love. But don’t worry, God provides all you need. So, we sit up at the table and feast on grace: a banquet that strengthens us to love some more.