Today I awoke to an “oh dear” weight heavy upon me.
Grief and change can lead your emotions on a unexpected rollercoaster ride when you least expect it.
Psalm 42 has been a psalm of great comfort for me, as the psalmist writes it during one of his patches of “oh dear.” I find that when I am able to find common ground in the midst what I am reading, it is better able to minister to me in my grief and brokenness.
Maybe this Christmas and end of year is looking very bleak at times for you too.
I get it. So does God.
It is no accident that the Word was written through human hands.
He knew we would have days and seasons where hearing raw emotions through another person would be a blessing to us, help us see the state of our hearts, and increase our longing for His love and light.
I read the Word knowing that I am just as human as the people and authors it speaks of, and I am deeply beloved by the God who speaks hope and truth as He extends grace and mercy to each who reads it.
So throughout today I will be sharing this psalm of raw emotion, and hope you too will be encouraged by the faith and God waiting to be discovered right there, in the midst of your turmoil and tears.
“A white-tailed deer drinks from the creek; I want to drink God, deep draughts of God. I’m thirsty for God-alive. I wonder, “Will I ever make it—arrive and drink in God’s presence? I’m on a diet of tears—tears for breakfast, tears for supper. All day long people knock at my door, pestering, “Where is this God of yours?” Psalm 42:1-3 NIV
As I ponder what is swirling in my heart today, I draw comfort as I remember how You continuously meet me wherever I go, and that You are always praiseworthy.
“These things I remember as I pour out my soul: how I used to go to the house of God under the protection of the Mighty One with shouts of joy and praise among the festive throng. Why, my soul, are you downcast? Why so disturbed within me? Put your hope in God, for I will yet praise Him, my Savior and my God.” Psalm 42:4-5 NIV
Taking a look back at our history, Your love washes over me again and again, as it cleanses me with each wave. I recall how You sing over me at night, and speak direction to me at day. Remembering You lifts my soul back out of my dump of a mood.
“My soul is downcast within me; therefore I will remember You from the land of the Jordan, the heights of Hermon, from Mount Mizar. Deep calls to deep in the roar of Your waterfalls; all Your waves and breakers have swept over me. By day the Lord directs His love, at night His song is with me— a prayer to the God of my life.” Psalm 42: 6-8
Grief can be felt in our very bones, and can overwhelm until its all we can see. Our enemy adds his continuous assaults to the pummeling on our emotions until we feel we can’t take any more.
But spending time in the Word and soaking in His Presence renews my hope and my faith rekindles, shining Your light again in to my day. Reassuring my soul You are with me, and never cease loving me.
“I say to God my Rock,“Why have You forgotten me? Why must I go about mourning, oppressed by the enemy?” My bones suffer mortal agony as my foes taunt me, saying to me all day long, “Where is your God?” Why, my soul, are you downcast? Why so disturbed within me? Put your hope in God, for I will yet praise Him, my Savior and my God.” Psalm 42:9-11
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