So it’s done it again and life has thrown another wrench on the road of your trying journey. You can’t get over it and you can’t get around it and you just know you can’t get through it! So, here you are left feeling frustrated, empty and unhappy with your plight! Possibly fearful, alone and anxious. The way is ominous, and mysterious and so very unfulfilling. There are no answers and seriously sometimes there are just no questions because how does one wrap their head and their heart around the difficulties that evolve out of no where? How does one elaborate on “Why”? So much stuff and now what? Where does the heart go when the head just doesn’t understand? Beautiful soul, go to the Father who knows the “Why” and chooses to keep it for you. Go to the One in sovereign charge over your matters, your issues, your concerns and your cares. In Psalm 137 God’s people sat by the rivers of Babyon and wept. They were in exile in a pagan land and their song was gone. They hung up their harps in the tree branches because it was too painful to remember the joyous moments of their promised land. They had been bullied by leaders and kings from inside and outside of Israel. David though, chose to remember Jerusalem even through the pain and so can we. Let’s say with him in Psalm 138:2b, 3: “I will praise Your name for Your unfailing love and faithfulness; for Your promises are backed by all the honour of Your name. As soon as I pray, You answer me; You encourage me by giving me strength.”
So whatever it is that’s been thrown at you, or whatever it is that you’ve lost, or whatever it is that has holds you in bondage, do not hang up your harp because of it. Do not let it take your song! Don’t let it rob you of your joy! Instead, like David, praise God anyway and remember His faithfulness. Receive His encouragement for the moment and find a renewed strength even in your sorrow. Even in your loss. Even in your sadness!
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I wonder if we, as believers just sit in the church pews Sunday morning half asleep? Oh yeah, we sit and hear messages of social gospel and nice things and good people and how we can be good people and how it’s good enough just to be good people. Or perhaps we do hear powerful, biblical sermons but yet not really hear the words nor be impacted enough to let them change our lives or our worlds. We come, we smile, we chat, we go and we walk to our cars feeling like we’ve done our duty to attend and yeah we’ve given God His Sunday time, and possibly our tithe, maybe even our talent but deep inside our hearts are empty, cold ~ and far from the Father, the Sovereign One who longs to have real fellowship with us. What is it we don’t get? What is we don’t understand? We can judge from critical hearts, and call the shots for others putting them in their place, while all the while our own problem goes undetected and unnoticed by our own heart. Our own selfish, spiritual blindness is our downfall and our spiral downward.
Hope and Healing In Hard Places 