Today’s entry is a mail I received yesterday from my dear friend Roel Velema. It is directly related to the last two posts written by DeeDee Winter about our soul. Roel’s mail blessed me greatly and it is my hope it blesses you too. The mail is published with Roel’s permission.
Dear Ole Henrik:
It is so amazing to see the interaction of the new heart (soul life) with the new man, the new spirit.
The natural life is no enemy anymore. This morning I clearly saw this again in Psalm 5:
“Give ear to my words, O LORD; consider my groaning.
Give attention to the sound of my cry, my King and my God, for to you do I pray” (Ps. 5:1-2 ESV).
The Lord didn’t condemn David for his groaning and crying; it was an expression of prayer to release the life of the Lord.
In Psalm 39:3 we see what this groaning embraced:
“My heart became hot within me. As I mused, the fire burned; then I spoke with my tongue”.
I should not be disturbed when my heart becomes hot and the fire burns and my tongue speaks. This speaking of the tongue is an expression of prayer. Life is always expressive and not flat and suppressed. Christ always expressed life along the lines of the fruit of the Spirit. He was that Life.
He is my King and my God:
“Even the sparrow finds a home, and the swallow a nest for herself, where she may lay her young, at your altars, O Lord of hosts, my King and my God” (Ps. 84:3).
My King and my God refers to all the activities of the daily life, just as busy as the sparrow. This may lead to much crying, agony and hot expression. But I lay it all on the altar. The altar is always a type of the cross. It’s the sparrow that lays her young at the altar. So do I; I lay my agonies at the altar with prayer, but also what is most precious to me.
“John would have prevented Him, saying, ‘I need to be baptized by you, and do you come to me?’”(Matt. 3:14 ESV).
Lord, do you want me to have part in Your baptism in the water of death? I need to do the dying!
No, says the Lord, it’s to fulfill all righteousness when I do the dying through you. That’s what the altar is about.