“Why are you cast down, O my soul, and why are you in turmoil within me? Hope in God; for I shall again praise Him, my salvation and my God…By day the Lord commands His steadfast love, and at night his song is with me, a prayer to the God of my life. I say to God, my rock: “Why have you forgotten me? Why do I go mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?” Psalm 42:5-9ESV
I hear much angst in the words of David. He is crying out to God. Almost as if he is getting down on himself for not trusting God, but relying on his own strength. I think about how that is in my life. Times when I have lost my hope. Sometimes, the oppression is my mind. And Oh, how the enemy knows he can bring me down with that. It reminds me of a day when I was having one of those mornings where nothing seemed to be going right. And I was slapped in the face by my own sin of not relying on God. I was in the car praying and crying out to God, asking His forgiveness. I am thankful for His nearness that day. On days like that I lose my perspective that this life is not all there is.
“For I consider that the sufferings of this present time are not worth comparing with the glory that is to be revealed to us. For the creation waits with eager longing for the revealing of the sons of God. For the creation was not subjected to futility, not willingly, but because of him who subjected it, in hope that the creation itself will be set free from its bondage to corruption and obtain the freedom of the glory of the children of God…For in this hope we were saved. Now hope that is seen is not hope. For who hopes for what he sees? But if we hope for what we do not see, we wait for it with patience.”
“As the deer pants for flowing streams, so pants my soul for you , O God. My soul thirsts for God, for the living God.” Psalm 42:1&2 ESV. Amen.