One thing I really love about the Psalms is that they give us permission and examples of yelling at God. They show that God is able to handle being yelled at and that we are free to be completely open with God about how we feel about things.
A common part of the human experience is going through time when we feel cut off from God and His great love. There are times when we are disoriented in the storms of life and we cry out in desperation for God to rescue us.
As I have said before, I like writing psalms. I think it is a practice that is good for our souls. Over the last few days at school, many of us (including myself) have been tossed roughly about by storms and are nursing wounds. Here is a psalm that I wrote that captures some of my experience.
Oh Lord where have you gone? I am all alone.
My mind toils with many troubles.
My shoulders are weary under the weight of a thousand cares.
My heart is cut off from you. I cannot feel your presence.
A veil covers my eyes, hiding your lovely face.
If I could see you, I would run to you.
If I could hear you, I would answer you.
But all is night before my eyes.
All is silent in my ears,
Silent as the grave.
Hear my cry, O God and answer me!
Show yourself to me and I will acknowledge you!
Lift me out from this pit and my mouth will declare your praise.
Redeem my life and I will sing of your salvation!
Set my feet upon your holy mountain and I will worship you!
In darkness, you are my hope and consolation.
I recall your wondrous deeds of old.
I remember the price you paid to make me your own.
I remember that I am your child and you are my God.
Nothing can separate me from you.
Therefore I will put my trust in you, O my Lord.
I will seek my rest in you, O my God.
For you are the strength of my life, my shelter in times of trouble.
I will rest in the palm of your hand.
I will wait on you, Lord and remember your steadfast love.
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