Why Doesn’t God Make it Easy?

Friday Musings

Psalm 102:1–7 (ESV)

A Prayer of one afflicted, when he is faint and pours out his complaint before the Lord.

Pharoah Eagle Owl in Desert

Hear my prayer, O Lord;
.      let my cry come to you!
Do not hide your face from me
.      in the day of my distress!
.   Incline your ear to me;
.      answer me speedily in the day when I call!
For my days pass away like smoke,
.      and my bones burn like a furnace.
My heart is struck down like grass and has withered;
.      I forget to eat my bread.
Because of my loud groaning
.      my bones cling to my flesh.
I am like a desert owl of the wilderness,
.      like an owl of the waste places;
I lie awake;
.      I am like a lonely sparrow on the housetop.

“Only when we begin to see our need can we begin to probe and discover the still greater depths of our need for God.”

–an excerpt from a recent message at Trinity Church

O Lord, these images are vivid—
.          clinging flesh,
.          days passing away like smoke,
.          withered grass,
.          lonely sparrows,
.          desert owls in wilderness wastes.

The psalmist is in the school of affliction. So am I Lord. So is your church. Draw us to Yourself. Hear our cry. Rescue us by showing us how much we need You. Don’t let us settle for anything less than You. I ask it all in the matchless name of the Son, who was abused, bled and died, and rose for us too. Amen.

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