“1-9 God, you’re my last chance of the day.
I spend the night on my knees before you.
Put me on your salvation agenda;
take notes on the trouble I’m in.
I’ve had my fill of trouble;
I’m camped on the edge of hell.
I’m written off as a lost cause,
one more statistic, a hopeless case.
Abandoned as already dead,
one more body in a stack of corpses,
And not so much as a gravestone—
I’m a black hole in oblivion.
You’ve dropped me into a bottomless pit,
sunk me in a pitch-black abyss.
I’m battered senseless by your rage,
relentlessly pounded by your waves of anger.
You turned my friends against me,
made me horrible to them.
I’m caught in a maze and can’t find my way out,
blinded by tears of pain and frustration.”
So, you think you’re feeling bad? Well, join the club. You are not alone in your misery, and can perhaps find some comfort and solace in the knowledge that many before you have traversed that way. And have lived to tell it! Here’s David telling the Almighty just how wretched he feels and for God to do something about it. “Take notes on the trouble I’m in” he says, as if God needs this information. “I’m caught in a maze and can’t find my way out” he says, as if God isn’t aware of his condition. But here’s the beauty of David’s lament: he cries out to God with an underlying confidence that God is indeed aware of it all, and will, in fact, take care of things. But in the meantime, it doesn’t hurt to pour one’s heart out to a God whom you know, cares for you. Do you do like David does, gentle reader?