When life takes a detour
There was a plan. But we’re taking a detour.
The plan was to study Biblical examples of mentors, go through 1 Timothy, and then go through 2 Timothy. But we’re going to delay the start of 2 Timothy. Sometimes, life goes that way.
There’s stuff going on in our family right now. Please don’t worry, nothing’s “wrong”. Health is good, marriage is fine, the boys are, well, teenage boys. Other stuff is going on, and a lot is still up in the air.
I’m the type of person who likes to have the next 5 steps planned out, but right now…we’re kinda sure what the next 1 will be. Life has taken a detour.
It’s been a habit of mine to drift back to the Psalms when detours happen. God has recently been nudging me to do this through both family and friends, as well. What I love about the Psalms is that they are so real and raw with emotion. David, especially, bleeds out his feelings before the Lord – the good, the bad, and the “I don’t knows”.
There is a lot of comfort in connecting with the poetry of the psalms. Sometimes, they give words to how we feel. Sometimes, they help us lift our eyes above our current circumstances. Sometimes, it’s reassuring to stand before God feeling what we feel and knowing that we’re not the only ones who deal with detours.
Over the last few days, I’ve been dwelling on parts of Psalm 6. I’m sure my situation isn’t as dire as the David’s was…but his words certainly resonate. So please read and think about the words…maybe they resonate with you, too. If they don’t right now, it’s ok. I would just encourage you to read the psalms until you find one that does…and then dwell on it before the Lord.
Psalm 6:1-4, 6-7, 9
Lord, do not rebuke me in Your anger;
do not discipline me in Your wrath.
Be gracious to me, Lord, for I am weak.
heal me, Lord, for my bones are shaking;
my whole being is shaken with terror.
And You, Lord – how long?
Turn, Lord! Rescue me;
save me because of Your faithful love…
I am weary from my groaning;
with my tears I dampen my pillow
and drench my bed every night.
My eyes are swollen from grief…
The Lord has heard my pleas for help;
the Lord accepts my prayer.
Keep Pressing,
Ken