Psalm 13
To the choirmaster. A Psalm of David.
13:1 How long, O Lord? Will you forget me forever?
How long will you hide your face from me?
2 How long must I take counsel in my soul
and have sorrow in my heart all the day?
How long shall my enemy be exalted over me?
3 Consider and answer me, O Lord my God;
light up my eyes, lest I sleep the sleep of death,
4 lest my enemy say, “I have prevailed over him,”
lest my foes rejoice because I am shaken.
5 But I have trusted in your steadfast love;
my heart shall rejoice in your salvation.
6 I will sing to the Lord,
because he has dealt bountifully with me.
"Light up my eyes, lest I sleep the sleep of death..." I think many of us have felt what this request expresses. We may not have the gall to say such things to God. Maybe we feel it's not our place. Maybe we feel we don't deserve it. Maybe this, maybe that- we all feel things that we want to bring to the Lord but for some reason we don't.
Now maybe at the moment you are not thinking to yourself, God make me alive or I will die. However, I'm sure that there is something that you feel that you don't want to bring to God. And I know, it very well may be something like if you don't save me now I'm going to die.
I know that I don't want to bring certain things to God. I also know that I get tired of bringing them. I know that my perseverance fails me. But would it not, in point of fact, be a shame to God to not come through on His word? Of course it would. He has not, does not, and will not fail.
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