Dark. Ominous. Dreary. Distressed. Broken.
These kind of days come and threaten to rob us of our very breath. We’re battered, bruised, and torn. Our tears are cried out, our very blood feels poured out, and our sobs come unrelenting. Our heart pounds and our insides are wrenched and roiling. We groan inwardly longing for the pain to end and question, why Lord?.
“I cried out to God for help;
I cried out to God to hear me.
2 When I was in distress, I sought the Lord;
at night I stretched out untiring hands,
and I would not be comforted.
3 I remembered you, God, and I groaned;
I meditated, and my spirit grew faint.
4 You kept my eyes from closing;
I was too troubled to speak.
5 I thought about the former days,
the years of long ago;
6 I remembered my songs in the night.
My heart meditated and my spirit asked:
7 “Will the Lord reject forever?
Will he never show his favor again?
8 Has his unfailing love vanished forever?
Has his promise failed for all time?
9 Has God forgotten to be merciful?
Has he in anger withheld his compassion?”
Psalm 77:1-9 New International Version
The remembrance of God’s deeds toward us break like a light into the darkness. Radiance glimmers through the gray, the dark slowly transforms, and the ache abates enough to breathe. The groans begin to subside and a glimmer of peace, or even hope, begins to take root. Life becomes once again possible. Oh, how God loves!
10 Then I thought, “To this I will appeal:
the years when the Most High stretched out his right hand.
11 I will remember the deeds of the Lord;
yes, I will remember your miracles of long ago.
12 I will consider all your works
and meditate on all your mighty deeds.”
13 Your ways, God, are holy.
What god is as great as our God?
14 You are the God who performs miracles;
you display your power among the peoples.
15 With your mighty arm you redeemed your people,
the descendants of Jacob and Joseph.
16 The waters saw you, God,
the waters saw you and writhed;
the very depths were convulsed.
17 The clouds poured down water,
the heavens resounded with thunder;
your arrows flashed back and forth.
18 Your thunder was heard in the whirlwind,
your lightning lit up the world;
the earth trembled and quaked.
19 Your path led through the sea,
your way through the mighty waters,
though your footprints were not seen.
20 You led your people like a flock
by the hand of Moses and Aaron.”
Psalm 77:10-20 New International Version