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Praying with Psalm 77

“In the day of my trouble I sought the Lord. My hand was stretched out in the night, and without ceasing my soul refused to be comforted.”

-Psalm 77:2 Adonai can I refuse comfort? Am I able to deny myself the false desserts that taste sweet but set fire to my stomach? Will I reach for You without ceasing, or will I grasp the screen, the sugar, all the junk of instant gratification? Can I sit in my agonizing longing and desire with You for more than just one minute? In a garden we cried ‘me,’ and in a garden Christ prayed in the midst of His agony, “not my will, but Thine be done.” Cover me with Your long suffering, Jesus. You have made a way through the noise so that I might find comfort in the silence. There my soul groans and yearns, and refuses to be sedated by any lesser thing. I am reaching out Jesus, You have given me an unquenchable thirst, please bring water to my soul! Amen. For further devotion in song listen to The Reward by Jonathan David Helser

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