I visited two friends, one suffering sickness, the other the recent loss of her husband. My instincts are always to make life better for people; find out what’s wrong then find the answer. I love these two friends but I don’t have answers for their suffering. I can’t fix their problems. In the past, I shared many happy and productive times with these friends. Vibrant moments filled with God-activity.
Later in the day, I turned on the television to catch the news. Terrorists struck an airport. A child abducted. Global rumors of unrest. Grim unemployment figures. The news broke for a commercial – a hungry, crying child, almost naked. My soul sighed under the weight of a planet filled with needy people. I hit the off button and turned to my daily reading.
I found these words in Psalm 5:1-3 – “Listen God! Please, pay attention! Can you make sense of these ramblings, my groans and cries?” David must’ve felt the weight I feel today. My heart longed for God’s cover. I prayed the rawest prayer, one word – Help! No lines for God to read between but He gets it anyway. In minutes, a quiet shroud muffled my sadness. Peace returned.
“At day’s end I’m ready for sound sleep, for you, God, have put my life back together.” Psalm 4:7,8 I can sleep tight tonight – God is at work.