"How long wilt thou forget me, O Lord? for ever? how long wilt thou hide thy face from me? How long shall I take counsel in my soul, having sorrow in my heart daily? how long shall mine enemy be exalted over me? Consider and hear me, O Lord my God: lighten mine eyes, lest I sleep the sleep of death; Lest mine enemy say, I have prevailed against him; and those that trouble me rejoice when I am moved. But I have trusted in thy mercy; my heart shall rejoice in thy salvation. I will sing unto the Lord, because he hath dealt bountifully with me." Psalm 13
I have been having a hard time trying to figure out what to write on my blog for quite a few weeks now. I do not feel overly motivated to write things that are encouraging and hopeful when I myself am feeling a bit down and in need of encouraging words myself. This has been a tough year, and it seems like it is not going to lighten up any time soon. The devil has a way of pulling us down with our own thoughts and imaginations, and we wonder if we are ever going to get out of the hole that we seem to have fallen into. The path that once was so clear and straightforward is suddenly immersed in darkness, and unknowns lie around each winding turn. I was asking the Lord this morning for some help; I am only human. I fail. A lot. I forget to call on my Lord, Who is always there and is the Lifter of my soul. I get negative and look at all the downsides in life. I let the devil win by getting grumpy. I found myself telling my little K5'ers not to let the devil win when they start getting grumpy with each other - like the song says, "The Devil Wants Everybody Grumpy?" And here I was doing the very same thing to my family.
Sometimes it feels like the Lord is not listening. Even David felt that way in Psalm 13. He was tired of running from Saul. He was tired of having to hide all the time and have people say bad things about him. He felt like the Lord had forgotten him and was just letting him fend for himself. Yet David did not want to feel that way. He still prayed to the Lord for help. He still thought about all the good things that God had brought into his life, especially his salvation. And he sang. David wrote song after song about the goodness of the Lord. Even when he felt alone and forgotten he sang. It heals the heart. It brings encouragement to the soul. Sometimes the words you need to hear and remember are the ones in a song that comes to you in the night. So, I write songs. I sing. I listen to good, uplifting music to uplift my soul, and pray it will bring healing. And maybe one day soon I will have another song to share with you that the Lord has laid upon my heart. So find a song and let it minister to your heart today.