When you are despairing, pray this psalm to God, expressing honestly your deepest feelings.
I yell out to God, I yell with all my might,
I yell at the top of my lungs. [God] listens.
I found myself in trouble and went looking for my Lord;
my life was an open wound that wouldn't heal.
When friends said, "Everything will turn out all right,"
I didn't believe a word they said.
I remember God -- and shake my head.
I bow my head -- then wring my hands.
I'm awake all night -- not a wink of sleep;
I can't even say what's bothering me.
I go over the days one by one,
I ponder the years gone by.
I strum my lute all through the night,
wondering how to get my life together.
Will the Lord walk off and leave us for good?
Will [God] never smile again?
Is [God's] love worn threadbare?
Has [the Lord's] salvation promise burned out?
Has God forgotten his manners?
Has [the Lord] angrily stalked off and left us?
"Just my luck," I said. "The High God goes out of business
just the moment I need him."
Once again I'll go over what God has done,
lay out on the table the ancient wonders,
I'll ponder all the things you've accomplished,
and give a long, loving look at your acts.
Oh God! Your way is holy!
No god is great like God!
You're the God who makes things happen;
you showed everyone what you can do--
You pulled your people out of the worst kind of trouble,
rescued the children of Jacob and Joseph.
Psalm 77, THE MESSAGE: The Bible in Contemporary Language. Copyright © 2002 by Eugene H. Peterson. Used with permission.
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"Many of us are used to the idea that we might speak to God or to Jesus. Maybe at times it feels like shouting into the darkness or whatnot, but it’s not hard to do—at least as an imaginative exercise. What’s harder—even imaginatively—is to try to hear Jesus speaking to us. Are we just making things up? Are we just using Jesus as a puppet to say whatever we want to hear?" READ MORE