A Psalm of Sorrow and Pain
O Lord, why does life have to be so hard? I cry out but I hear no answer. I pray to you and ask you to help me be a better person. I work towards that goal thinking that I’m in partnership with you but persist in making mistakes. I do 10 things and 9 of them will turn out perfectly but it’s the 10th thing — the one that I mess up — that gets all the attention. Why am I not appreciated for the things that I do right? Why does the one thing that I mess up have to be the most important one of the 10 things?
I disappoint the ones that I love.
I dissappoint myself.
I am at war with myself, at war with the Enemy, and at war with others. I am attacked from all sides.
My soul is in pain, my chest is tight, my jaws are clenched, and I can’t laugh. People pity me. People wonder why a blessed, talented person like me has experienced so much failure.
Where is my joy, Lord; where is my peace?
Hear my prayer, O Lord, and fill me with grace and bounty in the land of the living.
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