A Psalm of Lies and Truth
This Friday we will sing songs and hear stories of the glory of God at our Night of Worship. Below is a personal psalm written by one of our partners during his time in Redemption Groups. It is a powerful example of what you will experience on Friday.
Anti-psalm
Not here but there, not close but far.He works from a cold distance, detached from real needs.Not strong but weak, not big but small.The aid to my panic, He comes too late and too quiet for real comfort.Not loving but apathetic, uninterested in my future sufferings.He prepares for me scary paths impossible to traverse.The mere thoughts of them make me tremble.Not a dream weaver but a tragedy sewer, allowing my biggest fears to come true.These fears come true because he doesn’t care and isn’t enough.He isn’t enough because He can’t provide my real needs,To be accepted and praised by others, to be kept safe from jarring nerves.How am I to trust this God who gives me sufferings and crushes my status among others?Since he is lousy in supporting my role as hero, I must control, taking my future and entitled pleasures into my own hands.
Psalm
God is here, not there. Close, not far.He works near, knowing, and intimately acquainted with my every need.He is powerful, not weak. He is big, not small.He is present even in my panic, with perfect timing he waits.He loves me and is sympathetic, mindful of me and my future sufferings.He allows for me paths across uncharted waters with the grace to forge.Though the thoughts of the travel intimidate, He will be enough.He is enough and meets my real needs,He redirects my identity of what I do to who I am, in HimHow do I not love this God who allows suffering and failure to redirect worshipSuffering is welcomed, because He is the hero.HE is the powerful hero to be feared, obeyed, served, and worshiped.