ears are scariest in the dark. Ever been in a dark place? Psalm 142 was written by a young man fleeing for his life and hiding in a cave.
No, not this kind of cave…
More like this:
Read his cave writings…his cries in the dark:
“A maskil of David when he was in the cave. I cry aloud to the Lord; I lift up my voice to the Lord for mercy. I pour out my complaint before him; before him I tell my trouble.” ~ Psalm 142
It probably didn’t sound too pretty in the cave with all that crying aloud, and lifting his voice. Reminds me that God wants all of me. Not just the pretty and pious.
He wants the good, the bad AND the ugly.
Afterall, he gave ALL of himself for me just to give me that privelage — the privelage of giving ALL of myself back to Him. And when I do, He leads me out of the dark, into the light of day.
Got complaints? Hurts that make you cry? Fears?
It’s the only way out of the cave…
“… I have no refuge; no one cares for my life. I cry to you, O Lord; I say, “You are my refuge, my portion in the land of the living.” Psalm 142:4-5
Here’s the psalm in full:
“I cry aloud to the Lord; I lift up my voice to the Lord for mercy. I pour out my complaint before him; before him I tell my trouble. When my spirit grows faint within me, it is you who know my way. In the path where I walk men have hidden a snare for me. Look to my right and see; no one is concerned for me. I have no refuge; no one cares for my life. I cry to you, O Lord; I say, “You are my refuge, my portion in the land of the living.” Listen to my cry, for I am in desperate need; rescue me from those who pursue me, for they are too strong for me. Set me free from my prison, that I may praise your name. Then the righteous will gather about me because of your goodness to me.”
Do you have a refuge? Click on the pic below to be introduced to mine. I know He’d love to be yours:
**special thanks to Andy McInroy for the beautiful cave image above.