Give ear to my words, O LORD,
consider my sighing.
Listen to my cry for help,
my King and my God,
for to you I pray.
[Ps 5:1-2]
Hear me, O God, as I voice my complaint;
protect my life from the threat of the enemy.
[Ps 64:1]
I pour out my complaint before him;
before him I tell my trouble.
[Ps 142:2]
Add to David's title as King of Israel Worship Master and Lamenter Extraordinaire.
Several samples of his work published in the Bible give us a look into this particular style of his worship of our Jehoveh-God. There is a unique beauty in his honest pain.
A good portion of the Psalms share expressions of genuine human suffering and anguish poured out to the Father and was used as worship for centuries.
I have been asking God to transform my cries and complaints into worship, of late. My apprentice method of lamenting is recognizing my pain, owning it, then giving it up in praise.
Essential to our faith is acknowledging God in our circumstances. Turning our fretful worries into faith. Expressing our concerns to Him only to discover His love. It soothes the pain and stills the restless mind. It does not change the circumstances but invites God into them. It is to share the burden with one you love, deepening and enriching the relationship.
Sharing our real life experiences ~ our vulnerabilities ~ with our Father gives God access to our private feelings. Isn't it better than silence? Apathy? Sealed lips, muffled hearts, or pretentious words build callouses and walls, separating relationship. One with my God I'm not willing to, nor can afford to, compromise.
What differentiates a complaint from a lament?
* Exaltation of God
* Spirit of gratitude
* Hope
I am of the opinion that a lament is a hallowed and humble conversation of reverence that includes God in the mix.
Complaining comes all too naturally for me, I'm afraid. Does the negative fount flow from a longing to express our ache from separation of our original created state? Internally we mourn the loss of the eternity God intended us to have with Him now? Subconsciously we cry out over our fallen world ~ our fallen state ~ and cannot suppress this from spilling forth in other areas.
Now, O women, hear the word of the LORD;
open your ears to the words of his mouth.
Teach your daughters how to wail;
teach one another a lament.
[Jer 9:20]
Dare we lament? God instructed the Israelites through prophets
Ezekiel, Isaiah, Jeremiah, and
Amos to lament over sin. In that regard I ask; "Dare we not?" But I'm not speaking of lament as confession and repentance but of personal worship.
Life is filled with overwhelming obligations, health concerns (or even crises), broken relationships, financial woes, disappointments, sin and strife, and the list goes on. Created to walk with God, aren't any one of these times precisely the moment we need
more of God? He is our Oasis.
in the shadow of your wings I will take refuge,
till the storms of destruction pass by.
[Ps 57:1b]
I cry to you, O LORD;
I say, "You are my refuge,
my portion in the land of the living.
[Ps 142:5]
We lift our eyes and remember our infallible, trustworthy, ever-present God. Our hope and faith is restored. In the remembering we become infused with those things we are most grateful for. The Spirit nudges forth the reminder to
"give thanks in all circumstances"
Framed as foremeost reference in my mind is my Lord agonizing in the Garden on the eve of His death. He poured Himself out to God to the point of sweating blood. He bared the full weight of His emotions before His Father in that dark and lonely place and God heard His wounded cry. The tremendous grief He cried out from the cross did not fall on deaf ears. He remained respectful, loving, and obedient in His lament. Giving His life as the ultimate act of worship.
We are the bleating sheep of His pasture. In worship of the Good Shepherd we verbally express our cares that He may respond in kind.
In our sacrifice of worship shall we not also sacrifice our pain? Lay it out there - fully disclosed and exposed - on an altar of worship? Allow Him into our mess? Cast at His scarred feet our very selves. The good, the bad, and the ugly.
Allow Him to turn it into something beautiful. Transforming lament to a hope-filled psalm of praise.
Intimate God; Hear my pain ~ the cry of my heart. Teach me to pour out my lament as pleasing worship as your servant David. To magnify Your grace in the midst of mounting difficulties. Help me to embrace the bitter with a grateful heart, always believing in Your goodness. In Christ Holy Name, Amen.
"Therefore I will not keep silent;
I will speak out in the anguish of my spirit,
I will complain in the bitterness of my soul."
[Jb 7:11]