When I am afraid, I put my trust in you. ⁴In God, whose word I praise, in God I trust; I shall not be afraid. What can flesh do to me? —Psalm 56:3-4
The question, “What can flesh do to me?” begs perspective. Really, we ask, what can flesh really do to me?
What can flesh do to me when my God is the God who created all flesh? My God is sovereign and all things exist from him, through him, and to him.
What can flesh do to me when my God is the God to whom one day all flesh will bow? My God is good and he will put the world to rights by saving the repentant and judging the wicked.
What can flesh do to me when my God is the God who himself became flesh? My sovereign and good God humbled himself to be like me and to bear in his body that which I should fear the most—the fury of his righteous wrath. Jesus Christ suffered in my place, was punished for my guilt, was condemned for my crime, and was raised for my justification.
Now my asking becomes a blood-bought taunt: Death, where is your sting? If God is for us who can be against us? Who shall bring any charge against God’s elect? Who is to condemn? Who shall separate us from the love of Christ? Pray tell who? What? How?
Really, what can flesh do to me?