I'm doomed to live in Meshech, cursed with a home in Kedar, My whole life lived camping among quarreling neighbors. Psalm 120:5-6 (MSG)
The lyricist of this psalm sings the blues about his daily circumstances. His reference to Meshech and Kedar provide the impression that he was likely living a nomadic existence among foreigners. I can only imagine what that must have been like. I appreciate living in one spot next to people I know.
I'm really glad that the psalms provide examples of crying out to God in the frustrations and annoyances of everyday life. To be honest, I've had a string of frustrating days and circumstances lately and I feel like singin' the blues myself.
Hand me my blues harp, please. Anyone care to join me?
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It’s comforting that God longs for us to cry out to Him and is compassionate when we do … even though we do wait for crummy stuff to happen!
1-2 I’m in trouble. I cry to God, desperate for an answer:
It’s interesting how Christians often wait to cry out to God until they are in trouble. On the flip-side however, it is a great peace to know that when things are good or bad you can call out to God. He hears us!