There is much happening in our world that makes us want… maybe need… to cry out to God in anger, frustration, and pain. One in three individuals in the U.S.A. struggle with some form of depression. Public shootings have seemingly become weekly occurrences. War and conflict are popping up all around the globe.
The world is a mess.
Lately, I’ve found myself joining King David in crying out the words of Psalm 13: “How long will you forget me, LORD? Forever? How long will you hide your face from me? How long will I be left to my own wits, agony filling my heart? Daily?” How long, O Lord, will you let this continue? How long will you allow sorrow and brokenness to define so much of life?
Do you ever feel that way?
If so, I hope you and I can find courage and comfort in other words of David, when he later writes: “I waited patiently for the LORD; he turned to me and heard my cry. He lifted me out of the slimy pit, out of the mud and mire; he set my feet on a rock and gave me a firm place to stand. He put a new song in my mouth, a hymn of praise to our God. Many will see and fear and put their trust in the LORD” (Psalm 40:1-3).
We might not always be able to see it at the time, but God has not forgotten us. God has not hidden his face from us. God has not left us alone to our own devices. God is working healing and restoration in the world, even when it is hard to see it or believe it. May we join in the many who have come before who echoed the words of Job when he said, “The LORD has given; the LORD has taken; bless the LORD’s name” (Job 1:21).