Psalm 88
If you’ve been reading this blog for any length of time (with the first three weeks of May being the exception), you know that I’ve been blogging through Psalms–just taking things that jump out at me, thinking about them, and then blogging about them. Some of the Psalms are pretty intense; others are more light-hearted. Some are dreary, others are full of amazement.
This one falls about 28 levels below dreary.
Psalm 88:14 sums up what this Psalm is all about:
O Lord, why do You reject my soul? Why do You hide Your face from me?
The writer is suffering from some unknown tragedy, but it leaves him feeling nearly dead and abandoned. So he cries out, almost lashes out, to God.
At least he’s doing that.
Look what Psalm 88:13 says:
But I, O Lord, have cried out to You for help, and in the morning my prayer comes before You.
In spite of his circumstances, the author of this Psalm still prays to God for help. He still holds on to what seems to be a sliver of hope. He knows that only God can help him.
All of us go through times like this, where we feel alone. Where life seems to be crushing us. Where hope seems distant, almost unreachable. In times like this, our faith may reach a cracking point… even a breaking point. The thing we see from this gloom and doom Psalm is simply this.
Keep going.
Keep on praying.
Keep on crying out to God.
Keep on yelling at God.
He’s big enough to handle it. He still cares, even when we can’t feel it or experience it for whatever reason.
Now… come back tomorrow. Psalm 89 isn’t nearly as dreary!
