Today we read Psalms 42-43, 46, 51, and 57.

Here's an interesting tidbit when reading Psalms 42-43. These two psalms, which were originally one psalm, begin Book II of the V books of Psalms (like the 5 books of Moses). The inscription says they are "of the Korahites." Who?

Korah was an influential figure from the wilderness wandering period of Israel's history. Like Moses and Aaron, he was a descendant of Levi according to Exodus 6:16-24. He led a revolt described in Numbers 16:1-40 against Moses and Aaron. He died in his attempt to seek priestly equality with the descendents of Aaron. As the descendants of Aaron consolidated their priestly power in the period of the Jerusalem Temple, the Korahites were reduded to peripheral roles. The "sons of Korah" were Temple singers, guardians, gatekeepers, bakers, and so on. But they never got to serve as priests in the "holy of holies" as the descendants of Aaron did. They were 2nd class priests because of what their ancestor did.

Might this explain why their soul was downcast? Might this shed light on tears being shed day and night? Might this explain the taunts they suffered, "Where is YOUR God?"

Sometimes our destiny seems stuck on a trajectory launced by our family history. Sometimes that trajectory can cause us great pain. Addictions. Poverty. Dysfunctions. If so, we're in good company. Psalm 42 and 43 are our lanterns of light. Despite the "black sheep" in their family, one who was swallowed up by the earth at God's command (a really bad black sheep!), still they could write, "My soul thirts for God, for the living God." It is understandable that they should feel like castoffs. But look at the hope! "Why are you cast down, O my soul, and why are you disquieted within me? Hope in God; for I shall again praise him, my help and my God."

You can be proud of your great-great-grandkids, Korah. They have redeemed your name.