THE STORY OF JESUS: Psalm 102
“For you have taken me up and thrown me aside.” (Psalm 102: 10)
This is not one of those verses that people memorize.
You won’t find it on inspirational cards or gift mugs.
The psalmist is being brutally honest – this is how he feels.
God inspires him to record his honest thoughts, even though they are untrue.
God has allowed us to see into the soul of a struggling believer.
Someone that hangs on to God for hope, but is feeling no hope.
I have met many people like this, and have felt this a few times too.
It’s nice to know that God allows them to feel and express their feelings.
Sadly other believers are not so patient and kind with those who lament.
In their piety they rebuke those who complain or question God.
They tell them that it is their sin, not God, that is hurting them.
They say that if they had faith, they would not feel that way.
Jesus does not treat us this way; like God He is gentle with those who struggle.
“A bruised reed he will not break, a smoldering wick he will not snuff out.” (Matthew 12:20)
What do you sense the Lord saying to you?
PRAYER
Lord, thank You for Your patient love. Thank You for the freedom to be honest with You. May those who feel far from You somehow experience Your comfort and strength as they pour out their soul to You.
Take it to the Lord in prayer.
In all times, I need to talk with God – in the joyous times and in the troubled times.
I need to tell Him my all in all.
I live in His presence.
He sees and knows all.
I need to share my life with Him
for He is my Father.
What a friend we have in Jesus,
All our sins and griefs to bear!
What a privilege to carry
Everything to God in prayer!
Oh, what peace we often forfeit,
Oh, what needless pain we bear,
All because we do not carry
Everything to God in prayer!
Have we trials and temptations?
Is there trouble anywhere?
We should never be discouraged—
Take it to the Lord in prayer.
Can we find a friend so faithful,
Who will all our sorrows share?
Jesus knows our every weakness;
Take it to the Lord in prayer.
Are we weak and heavy-laden,
Cumbered with a load of care?
Precious Savior, still our refuge—
Take it to the Lord in prayer.
Do thy friends despise, forsake thee?
Take it to the Lord in prayer!
In His arms He’ll take and shield thee,
Thou wilt find a solace there.
Blessed Savior, Thou hast promised
Thou wilt all our burdens bear;
May we ever, Lord, be bringing
All to Thee in earnest prayer.
Soon in glory bright, unclouded,
There will be no need for prayer—
Rapture, praise, and endless worship
Will be our sweet portion there.