Sunday 21 June 2015

Psalm 77 To a silent God

Psalm 77

Sometimes I feel that I am quite close to God, but there are times when God seems a million miles away and that he really either does not care or is particularly angry.

This Psalm appears to be from the distant place.

The Psalmist cries out to God, seeking God in his distress.
He cannot sleep, and thinking about God is difficult, and remembering the good times only leads to the question - has God rejected me forever? Has God forgotten mercy?

In his book "A short history of nearly Everything" By Bill Bryson, he examines existence in the light of scientific understanding and knowledge - In the light of the mere improbability of our existence there is a meaning - this is something that the psalmist kind of echoes - 

He will remember the works of God in making the world. And in the events of the birth of the nation of Israel - the escape from slavery in Egypt.

I find it somehow interesting to consider that, but for either remarkable genealogical co-incidence or the grace of God we can read and write these things on a Google blogging site, rather then taking in a lungful of breath and diving for another mouthful of that delicious plankton!

In the apparent absence of God, sometimes it is as well thinking about the really big picture 

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