Psalm 77:2-6 MSG: I found myself in trouble and went looking for my Lord: my life was an open wound that wouldn’t heal. When friends said, “Everything will turn out all right,” I didn’t believe a word they said.
I remember God—and shake my head. I bow my head—then wring my hands.
I’m awake all night—not a wink of sleep; I can’t even say what’s bothering me.
I go over the days one by one; I ponder the years gone by. I strum my lute all through the night, wondering how to get my life together.

Ever felt like that? Lay awake all night long, rehearsing the past, focusing on what you’ve done? Wondering why you feel alone, rejected, forsaken? Calling out to God for help only to hear your prayers return from the ceiling above you?

David did. Sometimes I wonder if he would have started this Psalm as he finished it, focusing on the God who delivers, who saves, who heals, if possibly his night would have gone a little differently. Verses 11-12 says, “Once again I’ll go over what God has done,
lay out on the table the ancient wonders;
I’ll ponder all the things you’ve accomplished,
and give a long, loving look at your acts.”

Perhaps if we would begin our night by talking of his goodness and faithfulness, the many times he showed up and showed off. If we were to look back for just a little while the day we invited him into our lives. Remember when your life was a mess? He rescued you! Set you free from condemnation and reproached. You were judged guilty and sentenced to death, but he pardoned you and let you off from a life sentence. WOW! That alone makes me want to shout!

Lord, may we never forget that even in our ups and downs, our lack of trust, you never leave or forsake us. You comfort us and keep us in all our ways. You’re not a demanding God. You don’t force us to serve you. you let us choose. Help us to stop fretting and worrying and just surrender all our cares to you. It’s in Jesus’ name we pray, Amen.