
But God
Why should I fear when evil days come, when wicked deceivers surround meâ 6 those who trust in their wealth and boast of their great riches? 7 No one can redeem the life of another or give to God a ransom for themâ 8 the ransom for a life is costly, no payment is ever enoughâ 9 so that they should live on forever and not see decay. (Psalm 49:5-9)
This pandemic has shown just how frail our earthly security really is. For most of our lives, in the prosperous West at least, we could count on our health and wealth. The coronavirus, however, has attacked the former directly, and because of the resulting economic shutdown, devastated the latter indirectly. This forces us to reckon with a question weâd often rather leave unanswered: in what do we really trust?
The psalmist doesnât fear the evil days (and I think these would qualify), but those âwho trust in their wealthâ should (verse 6). No amount of money can guarantee the futureâand it certainly canât stave off death, the final page of every earthly journey. How foolish, then, to live our lives as though prosperityâa good job, a healthy 401k, excellent healthcareâcan keep us truly safe. In our own strength, we cannot redeem our lives, pay the ransom we owe, so that we âshould live on forever and not see decayâ (verse 9).
âPeople, despite their wealth, do not endure; they are like beasts that perish. This is the fate of those who trust in themselvesâ (verses 12-13a). What, then, is our hope? In verse 15, we read those two sweetest words in all of Scripture, âBut God.â We cannot redeem ourselves; âBut God will redeem me from the realm of the dead; he will surely take me to himself.â On this side of the cross, Paul explains the âbut Godâ moment with far greater clarity: âBut because of his great love for us, God, who is rich in mercy, made us alive again with Christ even when we were dead in transgressionsâit is by grace you have been savedâ (Ephesians 2:4-5). How precious the truth! How solid the hope!
Our future is secure in God, who saves us by grace because of his rich mercy (and not our performance). Trust in himânot in wealth or health.