Pain. It is something we all try to avoid but inevitably seem to all experience. An alarmingly high number of people in the United States are suffering from some sort of physical, mental and/or emotional pain.
“I cried unto God with my voice, even unto God with my voice; and he gave ear unto me.” Psalms 77:1
You can just hear the pain in the Psalmist’s voice. He cried unto the lord, more accurately calling out, yelling if you will. But to highlight the severity of the pain and the desperation from within the Psalmist says that he cried, “….with my voice”. This conjures up the image of pain bubbling and boiling to such high heat that it rose up and out of the mouth. Pain made audible and released.
Fortunately the Psalmist cried to the right person, God. Too often our first destination is not the Divine but the spouse, relative or friend. God has big shoulders, people not so much. Crying unto others, although beneficial to the crier, could be nothing more than transference of that pain. Be cognoscente if not careful to whom you express woe to. The end result may be two people in despair instead of no one.
Pain is a big problem in America. According to the US Department of Health and Human Services 100 million people in the country suffer from chronic pain. Yes, you read that number right, 100 million people or about a third of the citizens of this country. Chronic pain is defined as continuous pain that lasts for at least 3 to 6 months. Now couple that with the 60-70 million people who suffer from some sort of mental and emotional pain and it becomes evident that Psalms 77:1 is probably a common cry.
But notice the very last part of the verse, “and he gave ear unto me.” The Psalmist cried and God heard. God always hears our cry. God knows everything that comes out of our mouth. In fact, God knows everything before it comes out of our mouth.
“For there is not a word in my tongue, but, lo, O Lord, thou knowest it altogether.” Psalms 139:4
Part of our cry to him is a teaching moment. These moments that we just can’t take it anymore and break down, let go and call for Him. It is for us to comprehend that He is always there, always hears us, always knows us and is always a safe haven offered to us. It is for us to learn that we are never alone.
“Hear my cry, O God; attend unto my prayer. From the end of the earth will I cry unto thee, when my heart is overwhelmed: lead me to the rock that is higher than I. For thou hast been a shelter for me, and a strong tower from the enemy. I will abide in thy tabernacle for ever: I will trust in the covert of thy wings. Selah.” Psalms 61:1-4
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