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I am a man with a great love for my Lord, the church and her members, and for coffee, strong and black.
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Everything I say here is my own opinion. Why in the world would I hold someone else's opinion?

Friday, July 15, 2011

daily java

Daily Java:
Psalm 13
For the choir director: A psalm of David.
O Lord, how long will you forget me? Forever?
How long will you look the other way?
How long must I struggle with anguish in my soul,
with sorrow in my heart every day?
How long will my enemy have the upper hand?
Turn and answer me, O Lord my God!
Restore the sparkle to my eyes, or I will die.
Don’t let my enemies gloat, saying, “We have defeated him!”
Don’t let them rejoice at my downfall.
But I trust in your unfailing love.
I will rejoice because you have rescued me.
I will sing to the Lord
because he is good to me.
Someone once said that we get to being depressed not because bad things happen, but because good things do not. After a while, it seems there is no balance in our lives.

And you wonder why God allows this in a Christian’s life. Why is it that one who is to be seen by the world as joyous, full of the grace and Spirit of God can have his life go on and on in such a dismaying fashion.

And there is no real answer to that. Those who are hurting the child of God think they have won. He has been stopped from doing what we do not want him to do, so we win.

And in some respects they have. When we begin to feel deserted by the One we worship, they are winning.

We ask how long will you keep on allowing us to be punished? How long will you forget me? Because, after all, when the Lord pays no attention to you, it feels as if he has forgotten you.

It is easy to say, well God is still there and is still in control. It is easy to say, if you can’t see his hand, trust his heart.

And while true to a point, at the same time, these are cloying aphorisms that mean nothing except that the sayer is not very smart or very inventive.

When the sparkle is gone, you need the one who created the eyes to hear. And sometimes he doesn’t. Not only does he not hear, he sometimes will not hear for years.

I trust in the love of God and I sing to him. But I need him to hear me and see me.

God is good and I praise his name. But I need to hear him.

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