I have been very blessed in my life. Though I have experienced trials, right now my life is pretty good. There are people in the world, even in my own country, who are currently experiencing trials beyond what I can imagine.
Still there are days when I feel a bit of melancholy come over me. Sometimes it is because of thinking of those who are worse off than I am. Sometimes it is because I grieve over those who don’t know the Lord. Sometimes it is because I wonder if I am living my life as God wants me to. Am I missing out on something great that He has in store because of my own stubbornness?
On days like that I turn to the Psalms, and I want to share one with you all today.
For the choir director: A psalm of David, to be accompanied by an eight-stringed instrument.
1 O Lord, don’t rebuke me in your anger
or discipline me in your rage.
2 Have compassion on me, Lord, for I am weak.
Heal me, Lord, for my bones are in agony.
3 I am sick at heart.
How long, O Lord, until you restore me?
4 Return, O Lord, and rescue me.
Save me because of your unfailing love.
5 For the dead do not remember you.
Who can praise you from the grave?
6 I am worn out from sobbing.
All night I flood my bed with weeping,
drenching it with my tears.
7 My vision is blurred by grief;
my eyes are worn out because of all my enemies.
8 Go away, all you who do evil,
for the Lord has heard my weeping.
9 The Lord has heard my plea;
the Lord will answer my prayer.
10 May all my enemies be disgraced and terrified.
May they suddenly turn back in shame.
This Psalm talks of enemies, but sometimes I think the worst enemy is within. My own doubt and sinful nature, my own weakness are my worst enemy. Unless I turn them over to God and trust that “The Lord has heard my plea; the Lord will answer my prayer.”