Psalm 142: 1-2 ” I cry aloud to the Lord; I lift up my voice to the Lord for mercy. I pour out my complaint before Him; before Him I tell my trouble.”

I used to be a long distance runner…and during those hours on the back roads, I’d yell at God.  At the time,  I was in the middle of a very personal hell and wanted God to know just how scared and powerless I felt.  In my head, I knew the Lord was well aware of the situation…but in my heart, I needed to verbalize the pain.  Baring my soul out loud to God was a way I could express feelings I had never spoken to anyone…no one.  Putting words to  pent-up fear and terror helped me gain perspective.  By listening to my own words of anguish, my plight was somehow validated within me.  Yes, I yelled at God, but He quietly listened to every word I spilled out…every inner most feelings I couldn’t tell anyone else.  For God was there and He listened…He didn’t judge or admonish…He listened.

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