There are days when it is so easy to go through the day with a song in your heart and praise on your lips. Everything is going according to "The Plan". Okay, so your kids aren't quite cooperating and... neither is spouse come to think of it but still, you meet each challenge head on. You feel strong, you feel victorious, you feel like ... Super Princess! (or Prince, LOL).
When you spot the enemy, you brandish your sword and poof! The enemy seems to high-tail it out of there. You feel like you have finally arrived. The Christian walk is going to be a piece of cake from now on. Then...wham! You feel like you were struck from behind and sent sprawling into the mud. Everything becomes unraveled. Nothing is going right, you drop all the balls you were juggling and your car breaks down, the dog got sick... on your side of the bed, your in-laws called to say they will be there in two hours and they will be staying for a week... didn't he/she tell you about that and your boss tells you the deadline was five minutes ago, not five weeks from now. To make matters even worse... God seems awfully quiet at the moment. Sigh...
I love the Book of Psalms. I really do. David, who was a man after God's own heart, faced "those days" just like I do. He was a man selected by God Himself to be king over God's own people, this was the man who was sung about because he was such a mighty warrior. This was the man who faced a giant with just a sling and five stones. This was a man who knew that he walked with a very big God and yet David, like myself, would face times of discouragement and uncertainty. There were times when David was even afraid... just like me but he didn't stay there.
Even as he is crying out to God, even as he is lamenting his situation, he was continually reaching out to the Lord with outstretched hands... he never stopped reaching and perhaps that is one of the reasons that David is called a man after God's own heart.
Last night I found myself battling one of those "moments". Those moments are tough but we must not stop reaching out to God... whether we feel/hear Him or not!
I turned to Psalms as I often do, especially when I am in the middle of a battle and I read:
I will exalt you, Lord, for you rescued me. You refused to let my enemies triumph over me. O Lord my God, I cried to you for help, and you restored my health. You brought me up from the grave, O Lord. You kept me from falling into the pit of death.
Sing to the Lord, all you godly ones! Praise his holy name.
For his anger lasts only a moment, but his favor lasts a lifetime!
Weeping may last through the night, but joy comes with the morning.
When I was prosperous, I said Nothing can stop me now!
Your favor, O Lord, made me as secure as a mountain. Then you turned away from me, and I was shattered.
I cried out to you, O Lord. I begged the Lord for mercy, saying,
What will you gain if I die, if I sink into the grave?
Can my dust praise you? Can it tell of your faithfulness?
Hear me, Lord, and have mercy on me. Help me, O Lord.
You have turned my mourning into joyful dancing. You have taken away my clothes of mourning
and clothed me with joy, that I might sing praises to you and not be silent. O Lord my God, I will give you thanks forever!
Psalm 30 (NLT)
He turned my mourning into dancing... and He will do the same for you!
You O Lord, keep my lamp burning; my God turns my darkness into light. Ps. 18:28
To me this is the perfect blog. I love blogs like this. A little humour, a little everyday life and a passage that connects the whole thing together.
Psalm 30 is one of my favorites! I fondly recall marching around the hospital waiting area and ICU humming a praise song based on Psalm 30 when my husband had major surgery. I read the Psalm over and over, too, knowing that we were victorious, that no matter what happened with the surgery, God reigns. No matter what the obstacle we face, He is there to see us through!
Thanks for the message!