Psalm 142v1 “With my voice I cry out to the Lord, with my voice I plead for mercy to the Lord 2 I pour out my complaint before Him; I tell my trouble before Him 3 When my spirit faints within me, you know my way”
David wrote this Psalm in a cave. It was a dark place, an alone place, a place where he felt afraid and uncertain of his future. We have all been in a cave of some sort at some time. A cave of disappointment, a cave of sickness, a cave of despair, a cave of failure…life offers no shortage of caves. But it’s what we do when we are in that cave that will determine how long we remain there.
David did what we should all do; he cries out to God. He didn’t cry out to others, he doesn’t bottle it all up and make out it all is OK, no he pours out his complaint before God. He goes to the One from whom solace comes. I’m sure it was an honest complaint, as you might as well tell God what you’re really thinking since He already knows. It’s not an ugly cry of accusation but rather the cry of a child with his father. It’s a relational cry… “Daddy I need you” “Daddy help”
It’s very comforting to know that at the times when our “spirit faints within” that we have someone to cry out to. Someone who can renew our spirit and replenish our fight. That’s what crying out to God does when we cry out in that Father/Child dependency, it replenishes what the battle has taken away. Things may not immediately change but our ability to fight does. We are changed.
The cave can be the secret place; the place God would have us to go when we have nothing left of ourselves. A cave of worship, a cave of reflection, a cave prayer.
Find your secret place, and let God hear your cry.
Much Love and Blessings
Ps Mark and Nina.