Coffee in, pontification out.
As a believer, there are days where fixing one’s neck towards the throne room of God seems unreachable. Faith reflects a response to all the adversity by turning our attention, much akin to how a compass directs our steps, by default even when our flesh says no, towards the only source of rescue one can receive. When the flesh says, ‘no’, our faith says still yet, ‘YES”.

PSALM 6

A Prayer of Faith in Time of Distress

To the Chief Musician. With Stringed Instruments. On An Eight-Stringed Harp. A Psalm of David.

1 O LORD, do not rebuke me in Your anger,
Nor chasten me in Your hot displeasure.
2 Have mercy on me, O LORD, for I am weak;
O LORD, heal me, for my bones are troubled.
3 My soul also is greatly troubled;
But You, O LORD—how long?

4 Return, O LORD, deliver me!
Oh, save me for Your mercies’ sake!
5 For in death there is no remembrance of You;
In the grave who will give You thanks?

6 I am weary with my groaning;
All night I make my bed swim;
I drench my couch with my tears.
7 My eye wastes away because of grief;
It grows old because of all my enemies.

8 Depart from me, all you workers of iniquity;
For the LORD has heard the voice of my weeping.
9 The LORD has heard my supplication;
The LORD will receive my prayer.
10 Let all my enemies be ashamed and greatly troubled;
Let them turn back and be ashamed suddenly.

The New King James Version (Nashville: Thomas Nelson, 1982), Ps 6.

Coffee in, pontification out.
As a believer, there are days where fixing one's neck towards the throne room of God seems unreachable. Faith reflects a response to all the adversity by turning our attention, much akin to how a compass directs our steps, by default even when our flesh says no, towards the only source of rescue one can receive. When the flesh says, 'no', our faith says still yet, 'YES".

PSALM 6

A Prayer of Faith in Time of Distress

To the Chief Musician. With Stringed Instruments. On An Eight-Stringed Harp. A Psalm of David.

    1      O LORD, do not rebuke me in Your anger,
    Nor chasten me in Your hot displeasure.
    2      Have mercy on me, O LORD, for I am weak;
    O LORD, heal me, for my bones are troubled.
    3      My soul also is greatly troubled;
    But You, O LORD—how long?

    4      Return, O LORD, deliver me!
    Oh, save me for Your mercies’ sake!
    5      For in death there is no remembrance of You;
    In the grave who will give You thanks?

    6      I am weary with my groaning;
    All night I make my bed swim;
    I drench my couch with my tears.
    7      My eye wastes away because of grief;
    It grows old because of all my enemies.

    8      Depart from me, all you workers of iniquity;
    For the LORD has heard the voice of my weeping.
    9      The LORD has heard my supplication;
    The LORD will receive my prayer.
    10      Let all my enemies be ashamed and greatly troubled;
    Let them turn back and be ashamed suddenly.

The New King James Version (Nashville: Thomas Nelson, 1982), Ps 6.