“For God alone my soul waits in silence, for my hope is from him. He alone is my rock and my salvation, my fortress; I shall not be shaken.” vss. 5-6
We don’t know what was going on in the psalmist’s life–we can only imagine and then guess that his journey was not that different from ours. There are times when words fail us, those moments when the things we hold dear seem to be disintegrating. It could be that we’re even feeling that way now. Obviously the pandemic is an everyday concern and we worry about our dear ones while mourning those who have died. Some have lost jobs and are facing the loss of income, while others are troubled, even angry about their children’s experiences with distance learning. Many are dispirited from the recent news on the political front–some friendships are being threatened. And then there are the usual family issues: illnesses, tenuous marriages, concerns about children and grandchildren. Sometimes we don’t even know what to say to those who are hurting–we can’t imagine what it would be like to be in their situation. More than that, we don’t even know what to say to God. Like the psalmist our souls wait in silence–but we don’t give up. There is literally nowhere else to turn–our hope comes from God, the One who is our rock and salvation. And somehow, we make it through. Out of the silence comes tomorrow–new light dawns–and we find strength!
Thought for the Day: When in my prayers am I at a loss for words?