There are days—gray, unhurried, heavy days—when it seems heaven has put up a "Do Not Disturb" sign. Our prayers feel unanswered, our hearts misunderstood, and we wonder if God sees. Psalm 119:153–160 is for such days. "Consider mine affliction," the psalmist writes. In other words: Lord, look at my pain. Don’t just scan it. Don’t …
This week begins the sacred remembrance of Christ’s suffering as He walks the road to Golgotha. Each year, I trace those final steps again—through the pages of Scripture, along the shadowed path of sorrow that leads to the Cross. And today, one verse stopped me in my trek: “Then took they him, and led him, …
Continue reading Following Afar Off: When Love Hesitates (Luke 22:54)
Like a runner rounding the last lap on a hot day, your eyes search for a finish line that just won’t come into view. The psalmist knew that feeling. “I have done judgment and justice: leave me not to mine oppressors.” (Psalm 119:121) There’s no self-righteousness here. Just honesty. “Lord, I did what was right… …
Continue reading The Prayer of Tired Eyes (Psalm 119:121–128)
Few moments feel as weighty as when the world goes quiet and the Word opens wide. I found myself there recently—Psalm 119 resting gently on the pages, like an old friend whispering deep things. I had just read, "I hate vain thoughts: but thy law do I love." The words were bold. No apology. No …
Continue reading A Shield in the Shadows (Psalm 119:113–120)
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