This morning I read a number of Psalms and was stuck by how the Psalmist repeatedly called to the Lord for help: Rescue me, have mercy on me, let your face smile on us, be good to me, help me, give me strength, carry me in your arms forever, listen to my prayers, hear my cries, ransom me, take care of me, keep me from slipping and falling and ended with …but I am trusting you to save me. Psalms 3,4,13,28, and 55.
How often do I call for help?
On any given day, “Do I need God?”
The Psalmist seem to have many enemies, I wonder if I’m not my own?
What keeps me from total dependence on God?
I think the Psalmist answered the question at the very end of his Psalm, “…but I am trusting you to save me.”