“Happy Birthday to you,” we belt out with enthusiasm and slightly off key. “Happy Birthday dear Hunter, Happy Birthday to you.”
We pause as the birthday boy surveys the candlelit cake, makes a wish and extinguishes the candles in a single breath. With cheers and applause we beg him to share his wish, but he knows, we all know, that if you tell, it won’t come true. If it comes true at all.
Hope is not like birthday wishes. Not when you place your hope in God.
When David wrote this Psalm, enemies surrounded him.
“Surely they intend to topple me from my lofty place; they take delight in lies. With their mouths they bless, but in their hearts they curse.” Psalm 62:4
In the midst of chaos and confusion, David knows that no matter what his circumstances, he can find rest in God because his hope comes from God. Not his position as king. Not his abilities as a leader. Not in his wealth or power or charisma.
“Trust in him at all times, you people; pour out your hearts to him, for God is our refuge.” Psalm 62:8
Our hope has nothing to do with us and everything to do with God. Rest in God and hope in him.