You might ask: why is he saying this on this day? Well plough on…
It was the sinking of the Thai destroyer a week or so ago that provoked the thought, but it could have been any other of many recent and not so recent events. King David spoke in this way: Those who go down to the sea in ships, who do business on great waters, they see the works of the Lord, and his wonders in the deep. For he commands and raises the stormy wind, which lifts up the waves of the sea to mount up to the heavens and go down again to the depths. Their souls melt because of trouble. They reel to and fro, and stagger like drunken men, and are at their wits’ end. Then they cry out to the Lord in their trouble, and he brings them out of their distress. He calms the storm, so that its waves are still. Then they are glad because they are quiet; so he guides them to their desired haven. Oh, that men would give thanks to the Lord for his goodness, and for his wonderful works to the children of men! Let them exalt him also in the assembly of the people, and praise him in the company of the elders. (Psalm 107)
We often think of the old tars as a rum lot. Men can be shamed by the suggestion that their language is such as even a sailor would not use. And we shall leave aside any comment on their personal lives which are likely more chaotic than what is common place in Neighbours or East Enders.
But they are men who despite their overtly godless lives display a fear of God. As the king spoke in the storm they cry out to the Lord. Yes, they feared the storm, but they also feared God. Not only do they fear him, they hope for something more. The psalm shows us what this is, it is the greatness of the mercy of God. The sailor who is swept overboard, to whom does his soul cry as his voice screams out above the roar of the sea to his ship mates? Who is it that hears him, and who rescues him? He is lost to the sea, but his mates are sailors who commit the lost of their fellow crewman to the sea and to the mercy of God their Maker.
We have an innate sense of the mercy of God, just as we have of his justice and his being. We carry it with us in every generation, in every nation, tribe and tongue. It may be deeply buried, covered with layer upon layer of religiosity or political dogma, but it cannot be suppressed. If God is god, he must be just and merciful. A god who is just but not merciful is a tyrant. A god who is merciful but not just is a failure. But the true and living God showed his justice and his mercy at the beginning when he spoke to Adam and Eve, and the memory of that remains with all of us to this very day.
It was about two thousand years ago that he fulfilled the promise he made; if you celebrate Christmas according to the Gregorian calendar, then today is the day you remember the birth of the one who would be born to die not as we do for our own sins, for he had none, but as the sinless Lamb of God to take away the sin of the world. In the birth of this one, the mercy of God is demonstrated in superlativity, God takes flesh to die in the place of men.
When we consider our own lives, we may despair of them. What good have we done? We search it out and we find none. We find only mistakes and failures. Even the things we think we did well, we look more carefully and what do we find? Did we do good for its own sake, or for the praise that it brought to us? How have we treated others? As we want them to treat us, or merely as slaves to do what we want for us? Or we may look at what we think we have done of good, and find that it is illusory or ephemeral. It lasted a day, and it was gone. Like the ripples on a pond after stone has been thrown in, they wane and vanish. The wind blows and no trace remains. We do not deserve the mercy of God. No-one does. If mercy were deserved, it would not be mercy.
When the King wrote ‘they cry out to the Lord in their trouble’ he did not follow it with ‘and God asked, Why? What good have you done?’. No, the king simply added: ‘he brings them out of their distress’. The rescue was unconditional. They cried he rescued.
The terrorist (for that is what he really was) spoke to the King of Glory as he hung on the cross, but was not asked ‘Why should I remember you?’. He was simply told: Today, you shall be with me in Paradise.
How many others who go down to the sea in ships, and were lost but cried out to him who was born in Bethlehem and died on the cross have also heard his voice ‘Today! Today, you shall be with me.’
We do not deserve his mercy, but he sent his Son, as many remember today, to show his mercy to the children of men.
O that men would praise the Lord for his goodness to the children of men.