Tuesday, July 04, 2006

Psalm 55 Complaint against a Faithless Friend

Hear my Prayer, O God,
   Do not hide yourself from me.
Listen, and answer
  My cares and troubles leave me no peace.
I am shaken by inner noises and pressures,
worries and terrors.
If I had wings like a dove
   I would fly away and be at rest.
I would flee to the wilderness
  and get away from it all.
I would escape
  from all that troubles me.

(But—I’d have to take myself with me.
Actually, I could probably handle these inner demons,
But what is really bothering me is that I’m missing you.)

Dear God,
You have been with me.
  We walked together for a while.
I put my trust in you.
  All the rest seemed manageable.
But you walked away like a faithless friend.
So—I’m complaining. Morning, noon, and night.
Where are you? Come back!
  What’s the point of having a friend who vanishes when you need her?
Hear my Prayer O God
   Do not hide yourself from me.