Psalm 6:2-3 and 9 - Have compassion on me, LORD, for I am weak.
Heal me, LORD, for my body is in agony. I am sick at heart. How long, O LORD, until
you restore me?
The LORD has heard my plea; the LORD will answer my prayer.
David was running from Saul.
He had been living in caves and eating whatever he could find. His physical body had been worn down to match
his emotions. His human mind just didn’t
know how much more he could take. Fear was threatening to take hold of his
heart and spiral him into a huge pity party.
All David could do is pray…so he cried out to God to save
him from the enemies that threatened his life. He cried out to God to
strengthen….even heal his weak body. He cried
out to God to restore his battered heart. He cried out for justice to be given
to those that chased him. He prayed for
God to help him overcome the feelings of despair and gloom that had taken up
residence in his heart.
I love the end of his prayer the best. David knew…even in
his horrible emotional state…that God was there watching over him…and had heard
every word he had cried out. God had
heard him and would answer him….at some point. God would not leave him in this
condition forever.
It was David’s persistence in prayer that turned his fear of
the world’s catastrophes… into confidence in God’s providence over whatever the
world could dish out. His pity party was replaced with strength and confidence
in God’s love and mercy. His cries of physical
pain and his heartfelt groans of overloaded emotions brought him right smack
into God’s presence …so God could calm him and assure him that this time of
grief and physical pain would pass. ..when the time was right.
Father….thank you for the reminder that prayer is the answer
to every problem I face in this crazy world. Help me to be persistent and cry
out to you all that is bothering me…like David….so I can enter into such a deep
relationship with you that I feel you even when things are rough. Help me know that you are near to me all the
time…so I can throw off the feelings of sadness that come about to steal my joy
and delay me in doing your will. Amen.
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