“My soul faints with longing for your salvation, but I have put my hope in your word. My eyes fail, looking for your promise; I say, ‘When will you comfort me?’” Psalm 119:81-82
These have become uncertain days. We long for a return to normal, but must stop and ask if that will ever be. Masks, social distancing, shutdowns, food shortages, paper shortages, our schools going virtual, our church meetings restricted, life has changed. And I don’t believe anyone would say for the better.
I can’t even begin to count the number of times I have said, “Please, come Lord Jesus.” The pandemic, the rioting in the streets, the chaos, the political upheaval and bickering, the events on the world stage, all lead me to be more and more convinced that the end is very near.
The psalmist said his eyes failed looking for the Lord to fulfill His promises. We can identify.
Psalm 119:83-88 “Though I am like a wineskin in the smoke, I do not forget your decrees. How long must your servant wait? When will you punish my persecutors? The arrogant dig pits to trap me, contrary to your law. All your commands are trustworthy; help me, for I am being persecuted without cause. They almost wiped me from the earth, but I have not forsaken your precepts. In your unfailing love preserve my life, that I may obey the statutes of your mouth.”
“How long?” He asked.
“How long?” We ask.
But the place of comfort and rest for the psalmist was found in God’s Word. It is where we find our rest and comfort as well. Every single Word the Lord has given us is completely trustworthy. It is His unfailing love that preserves our lives and sustains us until the exact moment when our faith will become sight.
It is my personal belief that it is coming very soon. We need to be looking up.
Father my heart cries with the psalmist, “How long?” But I also know that You are absolutely in charge. When the circumstances seem too big, help me to remember that the place of comfort is Your unfailing love and Your Word.