I’m over at Pick Your Portion today sharing this:
To be forsaken. Abandoned. Ignored. Disowned.
“My God, my God, why have you forsaken me? Why are you so far from saving me, from the words of my groaning? O my God, I cry by day, but you do not answer, and by night, but I find no rest” (Psalm 22:1).
When we read the languish-laden words of the Psalmist, do we not wonder how it is that David, the man after God’s own heart, was unable to compose a cry to bend the Father’s heart? And then, how do these once prophetic words fall from the parched lips of the dying Son, the man of God’s own heart? How hard it is to understand.
If you’ve ever felt like heaven has been sealed up from your prayers, then this post is for you. To read the rest, join us at Pick Your Portion.