Psalm 6:6-9
6 I am worn out from groaning; all night long I flood my bed with weeping and drench my couch with tears. 7 My eyes grow weak with sorrow; they fail because of all my foes. 8 Away from me, all you who do evil, for the LORD has heard my weeping. 9 The LORD has heard my cry for mercy; the LORD accepts my prayer.
For several years my husband, Dickey, and I have understood all too well the soul in anguish. In trying to protect our grandchild from abuse, we are truly worn out from weeping. Our doctors, friends and ministers offer words of encouragement. Yet there aren’t always quick answers. Our circumstance says God has turned His back on our cries for help.
One day after church someone handed me a package. Inside was a shawl, knitted in various hues of beige and green. To most people it was just a wrap to break the chill, but to me it was a message from God. A note attached to the shawl explained that prayers for me and my family had been said with each stitch.
Like the Psalmist, my couch is drenched with tears and I continue to see no proof of God’s intervention, but now I wrap the Word around me just as I do the prayer shawl. “The LORD has heard my cry for mercy; the LORD accepts my prayer.”
We are no longer hopeless. The body of Christ is praying for us. We are not alone. We have all of you.
Father, we praise You for You are the unchanging God. Thank you for a church family that truly cares. Thank you for hearing our cry for mercy. You are the great I am and nothing can change that, not even our own discouragement.
Peggy Freeman
