Rescue me because you are so faithful and good. For I am poor and needy, and my heart is full of pain.
I am fading like a shadow at dusk;
I am brushed off like a locust.
My knees are weak from fasting,
and I am skin and bones.
I am a joke to people everywhere;
when they see me,
they shake their heads in scorn.
Help me,
O Lord my God!
Save me because of your unfailing love.
Psalms 109:21-26 NLT
Help me.
Sometimes that's all we can muster.
Help me, O Lord my God.
I know that You love me, and I am clinging to that truth.
Help me in this.
Maybe it's David's cry that resonates, or something in the way he paints a picture for us of how he is feeling right now.
If David's description of how he is seems strange to you, it won't be to someone you know, someone in church with you, someone at work with you, someone in your classroom, sports team, group of people who you know.
The Psalms tell us again and again it's OK to speak out loud how we really are.
It's OK to write it down.
It's OK not to be OK.
For me the picture of being "brushed off like a locust" stuck, being ignored, disregarded, brushed aside as worthless.
"Help me"
"Lord help me to see that I am in fact your dearly loved child, and nothing can change that. I am accepted, enough.
Help me in this"
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