Drowning

I have been drowning for several days.

“Save me, O God; for the waters are come in unto my soul.”

Why?

“O God, thou knowest my foolishness; and my sins are not hid from thee.”

I want. I am selfish, hurt and lonely.

“Turn unto me according to the multitude of thy tender mercies.”

You answer that Jesus felt all of this for me.

“Thou hast known my reproach, and my shame, and my dishonor.”

You promise mercy.

“For the Lord heareth the poor, and despiseth not his prisoners.”

Father in Heaven, you knew the gulf that my First Parents created. The game of life was lost for me before it even began. How else could I have turned out, but feeling lonely, confused, inadequate and hopeless?

I cry out to you, my Savior Jesus. You are my great High Priest. In ways I cannot begin to understand, you identified with me in every way. You took upon yourself every feeling I have in this Psalm. You took upon yourself every sin in this Psalm. You loved me so much that you carried my lost condition as your own for 33 years. And you put it all to death. You laid down your life (it was not taken from you). You rose in victory, where you sit at the right hand of God the Father, making intercession for me.

Oh most Holy Spirit, Intimacy of God, please break through the walls of my mind, and reveal my Savior to me again. I cannot see him today. I cannot hear His tender voice. I am caught within my broken life and mind, and feel like a drowning person. Remind me, deep inside where I need it, that I am identified in His glory now. That I am living in joy in the presence of the Father. That all has been made right. That I am one with my Lord, and He is one with me. That His joy is my joy. Bring this to me today, because I cannot do this myself.