I Lift Up My Voice To
The LORD
For Mercy
I cry aloud to the Lord; I lift up my voice to the Lord for mercy. I pour out before him my
complaint; before him I tell my trouble.
When my spirit grows faint within
me, it is you who watch over my way.
In the path where I walk people have hidden a snare for me. Look and see, there is no one at
my right hand; no one is concerned for me. I have no refuge; no one
cares for my life.
I cry to you, 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.
Psalm 142:1-7
Sometimes
the path of life seems impossibly steep and lengthy. I have no strength and no
will for the journey. Then I remember God knew this path long because I was
called to walk it. He has always known the difficulties I would experience, the
pain that I could never explain to another. He knows and offers His presence.
Perhaps
you are overwhelmed with sadness today. It may be the weight of a difficult
ministry; the worry of a hard marriage; the sorrow of a struggling child; the
care of an aging parent; and anything else that disrupts our lives.
None
of us are wise enough to know that some other ways would make us into better
and wiser children. Our Father in heaven knows the best path, out of all
possible paths, to bring us to completion.
His
ways are higher than our ways; His thoughts higher than our thoughts. We can
humbly take the path He has marked out for us today, and do so in absolute
trust in His infinite wisdom and joy. He is wiser and more loving than we can
ever know. He who sees has foreseen will not lead us astray.
God will never lead you down a wrong path.
Our Daily Bread –