Give ear to my words, O Lord; consider my groaning. Give attention to the sound of my cry, my King and my God, for to you do I pray. Lord, in the morning you hear my voice . . . Psalm 5:2-3. David wrestles through betrayal of his father-in-law, adultery, murder, betrayal of his son. David turns to the Only One Who can help him get over all of this. David knows it is God's Hand that has come down on him. David's heart throbs; his strength fails; his eyes are no longer lit. Psalm 38:10 David pants not for relief, recovery or resolve. David's soul pants for God. Psalm 42:1-2. David feels great turmoil still. Has God forgotten? "Hope in God; for I shall again praise Him, my salvation and my God." Psalm 42:4 When we are in the deepest darkest night of our soul, know this: We shall again praise Him. God is working in our lives through all the goings and comings. This beloved king has faced difficulties beyond measure. More than most see in a lifetime. David does not find answers to his cries. David finds Something Better. Salvation for his soul. David longs for the Great Captain of his soul not just for an anchor in the storms. No false hope here. It's the real thing. Father, may we long for what really matters in life and not just for the resolution of all of that overwhelms us. May we long for You in the midst of every storm, every conversation, every dinner, every walk, every daily duty. In all of our thoughts and intentions, may we seek You to be our Great Captain this day and forward. Ps 4:1 - Answer my Evening Prayer. Be gracious. Hear this prayer of my heart at the end of the day. Ps 5:3 - Now, in the Morning, I will order my Prayer to You and eagerly watch today. Ps 6:8 - The LORD hears the voice of my weeping. Ps 7:9 - Probe my mind and my heart and make me secure.
Doomed Star. We may feel doomed to a death we cannot stop. There is nothing that God cannot do with us to raise us up again to life. Alive to God! Psalm 9:13 - You lift me up from the gates of death. Providence. There is nothing in this world that can keep God from raising us up to life, back again, one more time. He raised me up 17 years ago when I felt all but left for dead. He raised me up 14 years ago when I faced my own mortality---cancer stricken. Cancer free. Today. You, O God, have raised us up from the dead over and over again. Sovereign Steps. Where there is sorrow in my day, enlighten my eyes.
PHOTO: The full harvest moon shimmering on July 4 over all of our nation. Dark nights of the soul.
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