‘Safe?’ said Mr. Beaver; ‘don’t you hear what Mrs Beaver tells you? Who
said anything about safe? ‘Course he isn’t safe. But he’s good. He’s the
King, I tell you.’ – CS Lewis, The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe
The psalmist starts chapter 18 with four amazing words, ‘I love you,
Lord’ (NIV). Here, deep and powerful heart affection (love) collides with
kingly authority (Lord). There is not a whiff of soppy sentimentality
here. The psalmist isn’t picturing God as a soft and fluffy poodle that
needs its tummy tickling! No – the psalmist’s passionate love and af-
fection has found its fulfilment in the One who has all authority and
power in heaven and earth; in God himself.
What about you and me? In our thinking, have we somehow tamed
God? Have we domesticated him? Have we grown to love a toothless
and powerless poodle-like God? If so, why don’t you hear again the
words of the psalmist: ‘I love you, Lord’. This is the Lord who made the
heavens and the earth, who delivered the children of Israel from the
oppressive grip of Pharaoh, who thundered over Mount Sinai when
meeting with Moses, who dealt a death blow to sin and Satan’s power
by breaking into the course of history (Emmanuel), sending Jesus to be
our Saviour, who is now seated in all authority and power on the
throne of an everlasting kingdom, and to whom, one day, every knee in
heaven and on earth will bow.
A poodle-like God? Not a chance!
But a good God? Oh yes!