The sickness in your stomach, the feeling that you cannot handle one more thing, God knows it. He hears every word of this plea. You are not wrong to bring it to Him raw and unfiltered. When you cry out, “What did we do, Lord?” you are in good company. Faithful men throughout the Scriptures asked the very same question in their anguish. Trouble is not some strange accident that has slipped past His notice; it is the common lot of humanity, yet it never feels common when it is yours. When the pressure makes you feel hemmed into a narrow place and you think you cannot breathe, remember that God’s heart toward you is not closed. His desire is that your own heart be enlarged toward Him, even as you feel pressed on every side.
Confusion in affliction is not a lack of faith; it is the pain of a soul that expected good and is met with hardship. Do not be afraid to pour out that confusion before Him. Look upon my affliction, you say in your spirit, and He does look. He is not offended when you beg for mercy rather than trying to justify yourself. The cry of “God, be merciful to me” is the plea He honors most. So do not let the enemy whisper that this turmoil means God has forsaken you or is punishing you in wrath. His children He corrects, but He never casts off. A father disciplines the child he loves, and that correction is meant to bring you back to the path that leads to life, even if the way back feels through a desolate land.
God often allows the props to be kicked out from under us so that we get desperate enough to turn wholly to Jesus. When your natural strength ends and you have nothing left, that is precisely the place where He can meet you most dramatically. It is a sign of His pursuing love, not His rejection, when He crowds you to Christ. Think of the father who watched his child dying and risked everything, his dignity, his position, to fall at Jesus’ feet and beg. He was out of options. He was desperate. And his desperation drove him to the only One who could actually do something. That is where you are, and that is a gift, however painful. Cry out with your whole heart. Let the desperation do its work and turn your face again to the Lord, for He is gracious and merciful.
In this affliction, cling to what lasts. Before I was afflicted, I went astray, but now I keep Your word. There is a strange comfort to be found in the Scriptures when nothing else makes sense. The words of God have a way of reviving a dying hope. When trouble and anguish have taken hold of you, hide yourself in His precepts. His word becomes the only solid ground. You are not required to see the way out. You are simply asked to keep the lamp of His truth before you, step by step. Let your prayer be the same as the psalmist’s: remove from me anything false, any way of lying, and grant me Your law graciously. If there is something in your life that needs to go, He will make it clear as you commit yourself to His truth. Trust Him to do the surgery, even as you beg for relief.
Take heart in this: great deliverance waits in the place you least expect it. The real trouble is not that the world is desperate, but when the people of God are not desperate enough to pray. You are desperate, and that is exactly the posture that moves the hand of God. He waits to be gracious to you; He waits for you to call. And though He may have given you the bread of adversity and the water of affliction for a season, you will hear a word behind you saying, “This is the way, walk in it.” Cry out, “Hear me, O Lord, I will keep Your statutes.” He will answer. He will remove the reproach. He will drive back the army of despair. You are not forgotten in your captivity. In this time of your affliction, seek the Lord your God and humble yourself greatly before Him, and He will do what only He can do.