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I Must Cry

A believer, in recovery, looking to the Bible to know who I am in Christ.


Lord my God, I cried to you for help, and you healed me. I will exalt you, Lord , because you have lifted me up... Psalms 30:1

Despairing Hope

It bugs when I watch a movie where the main character is in dire straights but doesn't call out to the Lord. But that's Hollywood. They aren't interested in exalting the Lord.

And hey, I'm picking on Hollywood, but how many times have I fallen, battered, and not cried out to God. Lot's of times. I get it in my head that I got to do it all. That God must be so disappointed that I messed up.

That's a lie. God knew I was going to fall (and He probably softened the impact).

I must cry out to God. The Psalms use the word 'cry' 29 times. These minstrels like King David, were close to the Lord. David was called "a man after God's own heart." And he cried.

Cry. Not a half hearted prayer, but a fully engaged, despairing hope. Knowing that He is the healer. Knowing.

Psalm 30 says he cried to God and He healed. He responded with love. He didn't make the man feel worse. He loved him through the pain.

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He Breathes Life

The first thing I often do when I feel hurt, guilt, anger, sadness, or embarrassment, is bury the feeling. And sure, God still works in all of my backward ways of thinking.

But part of healing is admitting that I am hurt or hung up on something. Tell God that I really can't manage this thing. That He is the only one who can. To surrender.

And there's the healing.

He takes that honesty and breathes life into the situation. That's the work of the Holy Spirit. He moves. Not because I deserve it, but because He calls me His own.

And in that healing, I can praise Him. The Psalm uses the word exalt. That's where I can talk about how great He is. Why is that important? Because I forget. And when I forget, I don't turn to Him. I forget that He is all wise and all powerful. It's like saying, "I'm a child of God, but I'm going to behave like a street tramp."

When I acknowledge Him, at least, I recharge my doubting soul with the knowledge that He really is the one to turn to!

And that He loves me. He draws me to Himself. He is faithful, today.

Lord, I need your healing work in my life. Teach me to never hide my hurts and hang-ups from you. You are my father, my God, my king. You put my feet on the solid rock. You are God. I am not. I serve you. Blessed be the Name of the Lord.

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