To the chief Musician, A Psalm of David.

How long wilt thou forget me, O Lord? for ever? how long wilt thou hide thy face from me?
How long shall I take counsel in my soul, having sorrow in my heart daily? how long shall mine enemy be exalted over me?
Consider and hear me, O Lord my God: lighten mine eyes, lest I sleep the sleep of death;
Lest mine enemy say, I have prevailed against him; and those that trouble me rejoice when I am moved.
But I have trusted in thy mercy; my heart shall rejoice in thy salvation.
I will sing unto the Lord, because he hath dealt bountifully with me.

Psalm 13

Not in the best of moods today, and perhaps I was struggling and losing in my struggle to surrender my all to God and to wait upon Him. Creeping weariness in the late afternoon made me think fleetingly, "How long will I have to wait Lord?" Even as I am maturing in my faith, such moments of weaknesses are still prevalent in my daily life. Perhaps they aren't so painful any more, as I slowly trust more in the Lord, but they still exist.

And then prayer meeting came, and God spoke to me clearly. Would there be any more providence than this that Psalm 13 would appear in today's message? We're going through Elijah now after all, and somehow God manages to bounce the thoughts in my head back to me in the form of this Psalm. Now I know undoubtedly that the Lord has dealt bountifully with me, even in my time of waiting and want. I know now that the brook is dry on purpose to test me and make me grow. Just like Elijah, who moved from the empty brook to a starving widow having her last meal, God provides in the most unthinkable of circumstances. What must I do but be still and listen to the voice of God? I have indeed been dealt bountifully with. || posted by Kuan Hui