Ps 13:1 How long wilt thou forget me, O LORD? For ever? How long
wilt thou hide thy face from me?
How long, O LORD? Which of us has not asked this very
question? We have questioned it in our hearts and have even let the words
escape our lips. We went through a time of suffering, anguish, pain, frustration,
poverty, loneliness, etc. And, as time went on, we cried to the heavens, how
long, O LORD?
“How long will you forget me?”
Here the psalmist feels that God has placed him on a shelf. That
God is too busy for him, that God has forgotten where he lives and what he is
going through. Like the children of Israel in slavery in Egypt. Like Joseph in
prison, Like Noah on the ark. Like Job on the ash heap. And like Jesus on the
cross as he cried, “My God, my God, why has thou forsaken me?
Surely you have been here, haven’t you? If not, your day is
coming. You feel like the heavens are brass when you pray. You feel as if there
is a cloud hanging over you wherever you go. Your shoulders are slumped, your
eyes are downcast, your strength is sapped, you have run out of answers, and
you just feel as if God has forgotten you.
Oh friend, you have asked, “How long, God?”
Please tune in to the next post.
In the meantime, keep looking up – God will never leave you
nor forsake you.
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