The Word is Alive
Psalm 77
To
the choirmaster: according to Jeduthun. A Psalm of Asaph.
1I
cry aloud to God, aloud to God, and he will hear me.
2In
the day of my trouble I seek the Lord; in the night my hand is stretched out
without wearying; my soul refuses to be comforted.
3When
I remember God, I moan; when I meditate, my spirit faints. Selah
4You
hold my eyelids open; I am so troubled that I cannot speak.
5I
consider the days of old, the years long ago.
6I
said, “Let me remember my song in the night; let me meditate in my heart.” Then
my spirit made a diligent search:
7“Will
the Lord spurn forever, and never again be favorable?
8Has
his steadfast love forever ceased? Are his promises at an end for all time?
9Has
God forgotten to be gracious? Has he in anger shut up his compassion?” Selah
10Then
I said, “I will appeal to this, to the years of the right hand of the Most
High.”
11I
will remember the deeds of the Lord; yes, I will remember your wonders of old.
12I
will ponder all your work, and meditate on your mighty deeds.
13Your
way, O God, is holy. What god is great like our God?
14You
are the God who works wonders; you have made known your might among the
peoples.
15You
with your arm redeemed your people, the children of Jacob and Joseph. Selah
16When
the waters saw you, O God, when the waters saw you, they were afraid; indeed,
the deep trembled.
17The
clouds poured out water; the skies gave forth thunder; your arrows flashed on
every side.
18The
crash of your thunder was in the whirlwind; your lightnings lighted up the
world; the earth trembled and shook.
19Your
way was through the sea, your path through the great waters; yet your
footprints were unseen.
20You
led your people like a flock by the hand of Moses and Aaron.
Dear Lord, Holy God, Who alone can hear the cries of my
heart
The times press in around me
I awake in the night and ponder my days
I awake in the night and ponder my days
And the weariness settles in, there appears to be no comfort
When I think of You, my troubles do not disappear
I struggle and my sorrow seems greater than Your strength
I have no answers
Then my mind wanders back, remembering Your work
My heart considers Your greatness and the miracles You have given
me
I am blessed by a strong and loving family; parents, spouse,
children, grandchildren
My friends are myriad and as dear to me as siblings
I have meaningful work to do and resources that help me do it
You come into each day giving creativity and drive to work
in Your kingdom
You have all the answers
Your ways are perfect, O Lord
I have only to look back over my life
And there is Your mighty hand at in every moment
I will continue to seek Your face
For in You there is purpose and beauty, strength and grace
The memories of Your power in my life are too many to count
I will sing and speak Your praises forever.
This psalm inspired me to make it my own. I wasn’t present
when the Children of Israel crossed the Red Sea. But a quick review shows me
God’s love and strength in my own life. I didn’t fight for The Promised Land or
need to look to God when enslaved. Instead I see Him in the smiles of my family
and hugs of my friends. I don’t know about a life of want or need but I do know
that God has provided healing, resources, and grace through Jesus. For all of
those things, He is to be remembered and praised. Blessed be the name of the
Lord.
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