Saave for the soul - Psalms 42-44

As I write this iJourney my heart is heavier than it has been in a long time. I have been up most the night with a burden laid on my heart and a struggle within it. As I look around me Satan seems to be winning so many, many battles and my brothers and sisters seem to be dropping from our ranks daily. However, as I tossed and turned in my bed tonight I suddenly had a glimmer of hope in the darkness of the night ... today (or this morning) was Wednesay. I love Wednesdays! Not because it is "hump day" and a weekend of frivolity is one day closer to furition ... I love Wednesdays because on Wednesdays I have agreed to meet with God in the book of Psalms. There is nothing better for a grieving and burdened heart than the Psalms. Instead of tossing and turning in agony in my bed of sorrow I decided to jump from the sheets of gloom to the pages of hope. To my awesome surprise today's reading is Psalms 42-44. I have read these three Pslams in unison for a quiet time alone with God for years. I believe every Bible program for devotions I have ever been involved with has put these three Pslams together. Is it any wonder? Look at the collective harmony of their theme: My soul is in pain and only God can provide the saave for it. Only God can heal my brokeness. Only God can shed light when there is no light. Only God can save a sheep that is being slaughtered every day, all day. Only God can burst forth in the darkness to heal the broken bones and the desperation of the heart. I love the Pslams and I love Wednesdays when these Psalms are used by God to rub a wonderful and fragrant ointment on my tired and fearful soul. Like King David I must cry out to my soul, "Why are you cast down, O my soul? Hope in God ...!" When I was tossing and turning in my bed I was lost in the sea of personal hurt and despair. My "rational" mind kept showing me my past failures and the crippledness of my proposed solutions. It wasn't until God reminded me it was Wednesday and hundreds of years earlier He already had prepared a saave for my soul in Pslams 42-44. Hope in God, O my soul for I will yet Praise Him, the help of my countenance and MY God! I suppose when the dawn breaks over the eastern sky and the light of the day awakes the world, there will still be pain and suffering and a vision that Satan is winning. But, I will remember (albeit with sleepy eyes) that God is in control and has already taken my soul and healed it for today with the saave of Wednesday's Word!!! Hope in God, O My Soul!