Living Maturely

Psalms 131

For the past several weeks we have been studying the topic of "Spiritual Maturity." We have defined it, discussed the hindrances to achieving it, and considered several steps toward it. This evening we want to close out our study by looking at one of David’s Psalms in which he relates the transition from spiritual infancy to spiritual maturity.

NOTE: Ps. 131

For us to continue to grow toward spiritual maturity there must be a transition in the diet from milk to meat. The milk of the Word is needed for those who are babes in Christ.

However, just as in the physical realm, there must be a time of weaning. It is this weaning that David is speaking of in Ps. l3l.

In this short Psalm David depicts the nature of a minor crisis in his life which took him from the stage of his spiritual infancy to the beginning of maturity. Although David does not specify the nature of the crisis, he does show us that one of the major results of his development is his contentment with the provision which God has made for him. Notice three things:

I. It is spiritual rather than natural.

II. It is inward rather than outward.

III. It is tested by loss.

IV. The question remains, how do we live maturely? David tells us in Ps. 131:1.

Isaiah 50:10-11, "Who is among you that feareth the LORD, that obeyeth the voice of his servant, that walketh in darkness, and hath no light? let him trust in the name of the LORD, and stay upon his God. Behold, all ye that kindle a fire, that compass yourselves about with sparks: walk in the light of your fire, and in the sparks that ye have kindled. This shall ye have of mine hand; ye shall lie down in sorrow."

There is no easy way to maturity; there are no shortcuts. David urges his readers to "put their hope in the Lord from henceforth and forever." Lay aside your ambitions, lay aside your own hopes. Lay aside your wisdom. Lay aside your own self-assurance. Make God and His will your ambition. Make God your hope and your only wisdom.

And shall I pray thee change thy will, my Father? Until it be according unto mine? But, no, Lord, no, that never shall be, rather I pray thee blend my human will with thine.

I pray thee hush the hurrying, eager longing, I pray thee soothe the pangs of keen desire See in my quiet places wishes thronging, Forbid them, Lord, purge, though it be with fire.

And work in me to will and do thy pleasure, Let all within me, peaceful, reconciled, Tarry content my Wellbeloved’s leisure, At last, at last, even as a weaned child. Amy Carmichael