Psalm 72:12 For He will deliver the needy who cry out, the afflicted who have no one to help.
I have a confession to make. Trying to read through the psalm and commentary today, it truly felt like things just wouldn’t stick. I’d read the words again and again, but nothing seemed to be sinking in. The words of this psalm are beautiful and powerful. It is so frustrating that they seem to be bouncing off.
Psalm 72:13 He will take pity on the weak and the needy and save them from death.
Of course I immediately began to fret. Have I lost that Divine spark I’ve always felt doing these reflections? Is God telling me to quit writing? To quit reading? I truly don’t think so, and the words that keep echoing in my head are from a book from my children’s childhood, which I never really loved but quote often as an adult: “Some days are like that. Even in Australia.”
Psalm 72:14 He will rescue them from oppression and violence, for precious is their blood in His sight.
Lord, Thank You for this day, this scripture, this knowledge that whatever the cause of this morning’s disconnect, it is not permanent. It is not insurmountable. You are still sovereign, still in control, still on Your throne. You still love me fiercely, still want me to seek You, still are there for me. Help me to hang on and let this feeling pass. Draw me closer, even now. Amen.
Psalm 72:19 Praise be to His glorious name forever; May the whole earth be filled with His glory. Amen and amen.
Have a blessed day.
Amen!