Psalm 22 is a prophetic psalm and speaks of Christ’s crucifixion. If I need the connection to be made explicit, Jesus quoted the opening line of this psalm from the cross (My God, my God, why have You forsaken me?). I have reflected on the description of crucifixion in this psalm before and the thought process comes easily now. What is more challenging is seeing how a psalm about Christ’s crucifixion could apply to my life.
And the observation came that the God to Whom Jesus cried out on the cross and to Whom David writes in this psalm is the same God to Whom I can cry out in my trials and difficulties.
When David writes that he cries out to God day and night, but receives no answer (v. 2), it sounds very familiar and feels almost too real to me. There are circumstances in life that I think I have been talking to God about for so long that I have wearied of even speaking of them. David goes on to say that God is holy and that our fathers trusted in God and were delivered (vv. 3-5).
David then turns to how he feels. He speaks of being a worm and not a man (v. 6) and poured out like water (v. 14). The imagery is easy to picture and even easier to empathize with. When considering things that I take to God and talk about for an extended period of time, it can seem as if I have been poured out and have nothing left. I feel as though I have exhausted all my words and energy and have nothing else to say on the subject and no energy left to bring it, yet again, to God.
But that is just feeling.
Because my life, as the psalm, comes around to the realization that when we cried out to God, He heard (v. 24). He is not silent out of inability or shock or any of the other reasons that might leave me speechless. He is silent for reasons I am unable to comprehend. He would probably love to explain everything to me — including His silences — but I simply cannot understand. What I do understand is that He has never left me helpless, but has always come through with what was needed. Sometimes, circumstances changed. Sometimes, I changed. Sometimes both changed.
This morning I am exhorted and encouraged. Exhorted to return to praying about those things I have let slip because I had lost heart. Encouraged to remember that God has never once failed to take action on anything I brought to Him.
Father God, thank You for this encouragement to continue in prayer and this exhortation to return to prayer about things I have let slip. Please renew me in that, that I might come boldly before You to intercede on behalf of others and to cast my burdens on You.