Where You Lead

Into The Fire

How much longer will you forget me, LORD? Forever?
How much longer will you hide yourself from me?
How long must I endure trouble?
How long will sorrow fill my heart day and night?
How long will my enemies triumph over me?

Look at me, O LORD my God, and answer me.
Restore my strength; don’t let me die.
Don’t let my enemies say, “We have defeated him.”
Don’t let them gloat over my downfall.

I rely on your constant love;
I will be glad, because you will rescue me.
I will sing to you, O LORD,
because you have been good to me.

Psalm 13

Wow. I sure can relate to the way David is feeling in that psalm. I’ve spent the better part of the past two weeks or so crying out to the Lord, asking Him why he forgot me, wondering how long my heart must ache. Like David, it was when I turned my crying and grief to prayer that I was finally able to see God’s hand working in my life.

I’m beginning to realize that God’s answer to me isn’t exactly what I was expecting. I thought His answer would comfort me but it seems God wants me to rely so completely on Him that there will be no doubt of His love for me. The best way I can describe God’s answer to my prayer is that He picked us up out of the frying pan and tossed us directly into the fire. At this point, we must rely on Him, no questions asked. He is demanding total trust.

As David says, “I rely on your constant love; I will be glad, because you will rescue me.” It will not be a man, a parent, a friend who comes to my aid; it will the Lord. He wants me to put my complete trust in Him.

I do trust Him. I am at peace.

(If you read this to the end, please keep my family in your prayers. And feel free to let me know you were here in my comments so I can pray for you, too.)