In my distress, I called to the LORD,
and he answered me.
Deliver me, O LORD,
from lying lips,
from a deceitful tongue.
What shall be given to you,
and what more shall be done to you,
you deceitful tongue?
A warrior's sharp arrows,
with glowing coals of the broom tree!
Woe to me, that I sojourn in Meshech,
that I dwell among the tents of Kedar!
"Woe to me!"
I don't know about you, but I can absolutely relate to the Psalmist here. The Psalmist here is complaining about the situation living among peoples of different belief systems, culture, and value systems.
Meshech was a great distance from Israel where people from Kedar were a nomadic people who occupied some of the same areas around Israel. Both peoples described here were war type cultures. One of the common beliefs is that because of the great distance between Meshech and the areas of occupation by the Kedar, that this unknown Psalmist was referring to every deceitful and waring culture or people this Psalmist has encountered.
This last week, we traveled 3,000 miles to go through three different states to take our daughter to her new journey of starting college. From the very beginning of the trip, I seemed to be experiencing difficulty after difficulty.
Feeling what I would classify as enough stress of just taking your daughter long distance to school, I also developed a medical problem that was significant in that it needed continued treatment both evening and morning daily along the way. Thanks to my wife attending to my medical treatment, I made it.
We started our trip and as the driving became longer and longer, I found myself complaining more and more. Hurting from the medical issue, I found myself becoming irritable, short, and snappy.
The long drives, the battles though traffic, the struggles of bathroom breaks and finding good gas prices or decent and somewhat nutritional food, I was complaining about everything. My living around others was frustrating and seemed to get more as the trip went on.
I was forgetting the basic core principle of how to continue with seeking joy even among our challenges. The first step in recovering our understanding of what feels like a curse could be a blessing. I forgot that, "In my distress, I called to the LORD."
The Psalmist did it right. I did not call out to the Lord and then I wallowed in my struggles. Fortunately for me, I have a great wife who is full of grace and gives good and helpful reminders when I forget. In her poised position of understanding, she helped me right my understanding of how the LORD wants to answer me, how the LORD cares. Thus I was able to come back to the joys of enjoying my daughters first steps of adulthood as she starts her college journey, and my wife and I are now starting a new chapter in our lives as a happy couple being able to turn towards each other in ways we could not do while we were distracted with kids in the house.
Remember to call out to The LORD when you face problems and become distressed, He will answer you.
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