Sunday Psalms;

As a deer longs for flowing streams, 

so I long for you, 

God. 

I thirst for God, 

the living God. 

When can I come and appear before God? 

My tears 

have been my food 

day and night, 

while all day long 

people say to me, 

"Where is your God?"

Psalms 42:1-3 CSB

In a culture where material blessing in life was linked to God's blessing the writer of this song is not feeling anything good. 

Grief is overwhelming. 

Normal life has stopped. There's nothing but tears all the time. 

While we may not get people knocking on our door saying "where is your God?", we may well ask ourselves that. 

Even though we may not hold to a prosperity belief, when someone declares "God has blessed me with X" and I don't have X then the doubt comes in, where is my God? Am I not worth blessing? 

If you've ever lived on a diet of tears, then this Psalm may be a place to sit for a while. 

It's OK to cry. 

It's OK to cry knowing that those around us may not know all about who God is in our grief.

It's OK to cry and know that our own thoughts aren't always helpful.

Here's the next line:

I remember this as I pour out my heart:

Psalms 42:4 CSB

It's OK to pour out what is in our hearts. That might be writing a song, a psalm, some art, building something, journalling, speaking it to someone you trust, all of the above...

The key thing is to express it.

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