The Psalmist feels isolated, forgotten, bleak, disoriented and hopeless. And yet he prays.
Moments and seasons of difficulty may feel like abandonment. Our self talk degenerates into reclusive mumbling. Our outlook becomes forlorn.
Reading the Psalms reminds us that many humans have traversed this ground before us, felt what we feel, and prayed.
They left us a helpful, centering account of what it sometimes means to be human, and remind us that it's ok to feel bewildered and blindsided and to pray.
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