Help On A Thursday
(Please do not read this as a poor pitiful me, no one loves me kind of thing. I’m just being honest.)
Thursdays are hard. Most worship ministries I know rehearse on Thursday nights, so maybe some of you relate to this.
It’s hard physically. Wednesday and Thursday are very long days…we’re usually here until 9 or 9:30pm…most Thursdays we end up eating dinner at 10pm.
It’s hard emotionally. We have the unusual situation of working together as husband and wife in this gig. It’s way too easy to get irritated at each other…and our team members have suffered for it many times. In fact, I’ve found out recently that in the past, this underlying tension has contributed to team members leaving. I’m still broken hearted about that.
And today, it’s hard spiritually. I’m upset about quite a few things that I can’t rant about without hurting feelings. But I’m feeling pretty distant. So I write down these words preaching to the choir, as it were…
Cries for help and painful questions are well within the bounds of healthy and biblical worship. The Psalms model that for us on so many occasions. Yet what they also model is an underlying, worshipful trust in their God. The cry of the writers, however loud or long, and however dark or desperate, never wanders into the realm of accusation. The psalmists never suggest that perhaps God is not who He says He is after all. And as Frederick W. Schmidt, Jr. notes, the writers “strain and search for understanding and act on what they learn. But getting answers to their questions is not the basis of their relationship with God.” - Matt Redman, “Blessed Be Your Name”
So God, I cry for help. And I ask for faith and grace to not base my relationship with You on whether or not You answer me.
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Sometimes it’s just hard.
I wonder what would happen if we went to worship practice or Sunday morning and shared our heart and asked for prayer instead of “pushing through”?
Praying for you brother.
David