This psalm is titled, “For the sharpened.” As you have observed, dear ones, I have noted your attentiveness; nothing in the text mentions any pressing equipment, wine containers, or any tools related to lathes. Hence, the meaning of this title is not simple. Had the text followed the title with references to such tools, the carnal would likely interpret this as a song about tangible lathes. Yet, since the title is present without further mention of those familiar lathes, I believe the Spirit of God intends for us to seek a deeper meaning of the “lathes” discussed here. Let us then recall the operations of visible mills and reflect on their spiritual application within the Church. The grapes dangle from their vines, and olives grow on their trees. Generally, presses are made for these two fruits, and while they remain on their branches, they exist in a state of freedom, unpressed, just as those whom God foreordained to be conformed to the likeness of His only Son, Romans 8:29, who was first and foremost pressed during His Passion. Individuals destined for service to God often relish a type of sweet liberty in their worldly existence, akin to hanging grapes or olives. However, as it is written, “My son, when thou art approaching the service of God, stand in judgement and fear, and prepare thy soul for temptation” (Sirach 2:1). Hence, anyone who approaches God’s service discovers they have reached the sharpener; they will encounter afflictions, be broken, and endure oppression, not for destruction in this life but to enter into God’s treasures. The veils of worldly desires are stripped away as the skin is removed from grapes; regarding worldly passions, the Apostle advises us to “Put off the old man, and put on the new” (Ephesians 4:22–24). Each is transformed through pressure, which is why the Churches of God today are referred to as sharpeners.
But who occupies these sharpeners? The sons of Korah. The designation has been interpreted as the sons of the bald, as far as those familiar with this language can explain it, reflecting their service to God. Under pressure, we find ourselves broken, enabling us to shift our love from temporal, unstable, and perishable things to seek a rest that is not found in this life or on earth. The Lord becomes, as described, the refuge of the impoverished. Who is a poor man? One who is devoid of help, support, or resources upon which to rely in this earthly existence. To such a one, God is present. Although some abound in material wealth, they are often more filled with fear than joy. What is more unstable than wealth that cannot stay still? While currency possesses value, it is transient. Therefore, those who possess wealth are spiritually poor. Those without it but holding the desire for it also find themselves among the rejected rich, for God judges not by strength but by intention. The truly poor are stripped of worldly abundance; although it surrounds them, they recognize its fleeting nature. Crying to God, they have nothing in this world to comfort them. Under relentless pressures and temptations like those within a lathe, they transform, becoming oil or wine. What do these represent, but noble desires? God remains their sole desire; now they do not cherish earthly things. They love the Creator of heaven and earth. Their desire is deferred that it may grow; it expands so that it may attain its object. For what God bestows upon the desiring heart is not trifling, and it requires considerable effort to prepare oneself for such a magnificent blessing—God does not give all that He has created but gives Himself, who is the Creator of all things. Train yourself to receive God, for that which you shall possess eternally requires prolonged desire...
Therefore, beloved, let each person make vows and offer to the Lord as they are able. Let no one glance backward; let no one find comfort in past interests; let no one divert their attention from what lies ahead. Let them run until they arrive, for our journey is not undertaken in physical steps but in desire. Yet, let no person claim to have reached the destination while in this life, for who among us is as perfect as Paul? Philippians 3:13 Nevertheless, he states, “Brethren, I do not count myself to have apprehended.”
When worldly passions strike, even in moments of joy, recognize that you are in the grindstone. If the world presents happiness, imagine yourself in the grinding process, exclaiming: “I have found distress and heaviness, and I have called upon the name of the Lord,” for that is not a trivial trouble, hidden from some who believe themselves happy in their distance from God. As it is written, “While we are in the body, we are far from the Lord” (2 Corinthians 5:6). What if you were absent from your father and felt content? Some believe themselves thriving. Yet, those who understand that despite abundance of wealth and pleasure, while all else may fall in line with their wishes and nothing unpleasant threatens them, acknowledge their plight when separated from the Lord. With keen insight, they perceive trouble and distress and call upon the name of the Lord. Thus, the psalmist sings. Who is he? The body of Christ. Who might you be? All of us, as the Body of Christ is one. How lovely are Your dwellings, O Lord of Hosts, Psalm 83:1. He dwelt in one bush, symbolizing the sharpener, yet He yearned for other bushes free from pressure; from this longing, He seemed to flow toward them through the channel of desire.
And what follows? “My soul thirsts and longs for the courts of the Lord” (Psalm 83:2). It is not enough that it strives and fails. Why does it fail? For the courts of the Lord. When grapes are pressed, they may seem to fail, but for what end? To become wine, to flow into the vat, and be stored in silence. Here it is cherished; there it is received: here sighed over; there rejoiced in; here prayed for; there praised; here groaned; there exalted. Let none who are present feel ashamed of what has been mentioned or shy away from suffering, for there exists peril that those grapes fearing the sharpener will be devoured by birds or wild beasts...
You have heard the groaning within the winepress; “My soul languishes and longs for the courts of the Lord.” Listen to how it remains steadfast, rejoicing in hope: “My heart and my flesh have rejoiced in the living God.” It was here that they rejoiced. From where does such joy arise if not from hope? In whom do you find your joy? In the living God? What prompted their joy? Because, as he continues, “The sparrow has found a home, and the turtledove a nest for her young” (Psalm 83:3). These two symbols, coupled with the two figures of birds mentioned, reflect the heart and flesh—heart akin to the sparrow, flesh akin to the turtledove. The sparrow discovers a home; my heart discovers a home. It flaps its wings in the virtues of this life—faith, hope, and charity—through which it can ascend to its true home. When it arrives, the sorrowful cry of the sparrow will cease. For that lamenting sparrow is one also referred to when another psalm states, “Like a sparrow alone on the rooftop.” The sparrow, perched upon the rooftop, takes flight towards home. Let it dwell on the roof, trampling its earthly abode; it shall come to have a heavenly and eternal dwelling—this sparrow will no longer lament. The dove has a calf, that is, flesh; it too has found a nest to lay her young. The sparrow has its home, while the dove finds a temporary shelter for her brood. The house is chosen for eternity; the nest is constructed for a season: with the heart, we contemplate God, as if the sparrow has flown home; with the flesh, we perform good deeds. Consider how many good works flow from the lives of the saints—by this, we fulfill the commands placed upon us in this world. “Break your bread for the hungry man, and bring the poor and homeless into your house; and if you see a man naked, clothe him” (Isaiah 58:7) and other such commands are accomplished solely through the flesh...
We note, brethren, how many appear to perform good works outside the Church; how many of the Gentiles feed the hungry, clothe the naked, welcome the stranger, visit the sick, comfort the imprisoned. Many engage in such acts; however, a dove gives birth to chicks but finds no nest. How many works can heretics perform without the Church? They do not place their young in a nest, and they will be trampled and crushed; they will not find sanctuary or protection... The faith of your heart is your nest; do your good works within that space. For it is clear what these nests represent. When stating, “The dove has found a nest for herself, where she may lay her young,” had you asked, "What is this nest?" The psalmist replies that “Your altars, O Lord of Hosts, are my King and my God.” What is my King and my God? You who govern me, you who created me.