Why, my soul, are you so dejected?
Why are you in such turmoil?
Put your hope in God, for I will still praise him,
my Savior and my God.
I am deeply depressed;
therefore I remember you from the land of Jordan
and the peaks of Hermon, from Mount Mizar.
Deep calls to deep in the roar of your waterfalls;
all your breakers and your billows have swept over me.
The Lord will send his faithful love by day;
his song will be with me in the night—
a prayer to the God of my life.
Psalm 42:5-8 (CSB)
When the waves of depression, isolation, anxiety, or the like come crashing over you, it seems as though you’ll be lost forever. It seems as though you’ll drown in the darkness, as though no one can see you, hear you, know your deepest aches let alone a God who seems far away.
But there’s something about music that makes the heart finds its home again, and perhaps that’s what the psalmist found to be in this passage. He wasn’t singing out of joy but out of need, out of desperation. So, speak truth to yourself, preach truth to yourself, sing truth to yourself — even if you can’t seem to believe it, even if it doesn’t seem real or possible. God is still your God, and He can handle and carry all the impossibilities of your life.
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