Last night was the season finale of House, MD, the best show on television (Click here for a show synopsis). In the season finale, House is confronted with a tough reality- he has turned his life around, but there is no fruit from it. He even admits "I am the most screwed-up person in the world." From anyone else, it would be just an exaggeration; but with him, it may be true. He has been clean from vicodin addiction for over a year, but is losing the love of his life and his best friend all at the same time. And so we find him in the last minutes of the episode sitting on his bathroom floor, staring at a couple pills to take the pain away. And all viewers are thinking "Is he going to do it? Is he going to go back to the way things were?" Or maybe, to change our wording a little bit, "Is anyone going to show him any good?" I'm not going to ruin the last two minutes of the episode, but that question does get answered.
This psalm illustrates from where (or whom) the good comes. The good does not come from doing good, like karma, or the psalmist would not be described as in distress yet godly. No, the source of the good is God alone. The light of God's face is the good that we seek. It is God who fills our hearts with joy greater than our circumstances. It is God in whom we can trust. We can do everything right and still encounter tragedy. Crisis is not withheld from those who trust in God. In fact, we are called to plunge into the crises of others and our lives might get more stressful. But no crisis is so big that it can block God's healing power. And that gives me hope today.
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