We must accept finite disappointment, but never lose infinite hope.
- Martin Luther King, Jr.
Psalms in the Night…
With so many wonderful Biblical promises and powerful examples of God's interaction with mankind, see Psalms of Delight, Psalms in the Night are a way of exploring and sharing some of the difficult and challenging thoughts, feelings and experiences God's people encounter while endeavoring to fully enjoy His presence and power, protection and provision. In ever more genuine and meaningful ways. For themselves and their children, family and friends.
Psalms in the Night are written in concert with Psalms of Delight. Both series contain Modern Psalms meant to comfort and inspire those seeking the Omni-God revealed in Scripture.
Falling Apart Summary
Sadly, life is full of disappointments. Some lives more than others. Often we're to blame. Sometimes others are at fault. Regardless, the way we handle trials can make or break us. Some have found "honesty is the best policy." Telling God how we feel is perfectly acceptable and may even bring a breakthrough. Thankfully, He knows the end from the beginning. From eternity He knew exactly how our minds and hearts would reaction to everything we have or will ever experience. A truth not always as comforting as we'd like. So what to do? Well, a little humor never hurts.
Falling Apart
Modern Psalm in the Night 8
Do You remember when I was like Tigger from Winnie the Poo, so full of faith and vitality others joked about it? Now it seems I've become the Eeyore of the Kingdom of God.
Is it my fault my tail keeps coming off when even Your own people step on it? Is it my fault that today's society and modern Christianity is bring judgment down on our heads? Is it my fault that our sins have grown so great they've reached Heaven and there's going to be Hell to pay?
Okay, maybe it's partial my fault, but that's proves my point. We've got a growing list of problems stretching as far as the eye can see.
To put it bluntly, we're falling apart. Oh sometimes we can hide it pretty well. We put on a bold face. Christians more than most. But You better than any what's behind the facade. You know the pain and sin in our souls. You know the needs of our families and friends, billions of them lost and in eternal jeopardy.
In the First World we're falling apart during the greatest season of blessing the worlds ever known. What's to become of us if we fail to follow Your prophetic advice and repent in time? How can we survive Your judgment?
Even the supposedly righteous among us may be surprised when our relationship with You is really put to the test. I shudder to think of the tribulation in store for us when Isaiah, the most righteous prophet of his day, cried out when meeting You face to face:
- "In the year that King Uzziah died, I saw the Master sitting on a throne—high, exalted!—and the train of his robes filled the Temple. Angel-seraphs hovered above him, each with six wings. With two wings they covered their faces, with two their feet, and with two they flew. And they called back and forth one to the other, Holy, Holy, Holy is God-of-the-Angel-Armies. His bright glory fills the whole earth. The foundations trembled at the sound of the angel voices, and then the whole house filled with smoke. I said, "Doom! It's Doomsday! I'm as good as dead! Every word I've ever spoken is tainted— blasphemous even! And the people I live with talk the same way, using words that corrupt and desecrate. And here I've looked God in the face! The King! God-of-the-Angel-Armies!" Isaiah 6:1-7 MSG
To crown it off John, the "disciple that Jesus loved" who wrote John 3:16, the "love epistles" and to whom Christ entrusted the care of His mother Mary had the same kind of experience:
- “I, John, am your brother and your partner in suffering and in God’s Kingdom and in the patient endurance to which Jesus calls us. I was exiled to the island of Patmos for preaching the word of God and for my testimony about Jesus. It was the Lord’s Day, and I was worshiping in the Spirit. Suddenly, I heard behind me a loud voice like a trumpet blast... When I turned to see who was speaking to me, I saw seven gold lampstands. And standing in the middle of the lampstands was someone like the Son of Man. He was wearing a long robe with a gold sash across his chest. His head and his hair were white like wool, as white as snow. And his eyes were like flames of fire. His feet were like polished bronze refined in a furnace, and his voice thundered like mighty ocean waves. He held seven stars in his right hand, and a sharp two-edged sword came from his mouth. And his face was like the sun in all its brilliance. When I saw him, I fell at his feet as if I were dead. But he laid his right hand on me and said, “Don’t be afraid! I am the First and the Last. I am the living one. I died, but look—I am alive forever and ever! And I hold the keys of death and the grave." Revelation 1:9-17
What I am is a Tigger turned Eeyore who's keeps moaning, "woe is me" while my tail falls off. This bouncing irresistible force has met the unrelenting immovable object of sin above, about and within. And as You know, I'm not happy about it.
I am thankful that You place a high value on being "poor in spirit." I'm glad You promise comfort to the mourning and mercy to the merciful. I'm hopeful in the verse Jesus chose for His first sermon and that perhaps in time I'll be given a "garment of praise for a spirit of heaviness."
Until then I have to keep asking. Please do something about my tail.
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