Still, I will praise You.
As I sat at my little piano, my fingers clumsily hit the notes to a favorite worship song of mine. At first, it frustrated me that the wrong chords were being played sometimes or that I seemed to be stuck on just playing a regular chord and not feeling confident to play more but, as I sang, it didn’t matter. As I sang, I felt a familiar lump begin to form in my throat and there was no holding it in.
Though You slay me.
What does that even mean? Why am I singing a song about God slaying me? Isn’t that sort of violent? But as the lump gave way to weeping, that’s exactly what it felt like. God, in His sovereign way, was slaying me… again.
An easy way out for me would be to cry out asking, “Why again??? Haven’t I already dealt with this? Haven’t I already given this to you Lord??? Why must I find myself here in this place again???”
Slay. I took a moment to look up this word in the dictionary. It means to kill by violence and to destroy or extinguish. So, here I am, singing a song about God destroying me with violence. How soothing. How calm. How inviting. Just what a lovely worship moment needs to be about. God, though you destroy me, though you kill me, I will still praise You!
Maybe I should sing a different song.
Of course, the song isn’t literally about God killing us in a violent way but it sure has a lot to do with suffering. You see, in this exact moment, God confronted me with my sin. Yes, sin that I thought I had already dealt with but God just knows. He knows us better than ourselves and I’m so thankful for that. If I was left to my own devices, the slaying I would be experiencing wouldn’t be as healing and full of love.
There is so much to unpack here but, the area of sin that God has confronted me with tonight is the sin of frustration and lack of faith. Let’s go back in time for just a minute and bring some context to the present situation. In 1995, I had just graduated from high school and had dreams. As I filled out a little journal provided by the company that provided our cap and gowns, I came upon the page where it prompted me to record where I hoped to be in 5 years and in 10 years. I remember filling this section out vividly. In 5 years, I would graduate from college with a degree and be married or engaged. In 10 years, I would be working, married, and have a child or two.
As most young girls do (yes, most!) I had dreams about finding my future husband, getting married, and having children. I had even recorded in my little journal that even though I had a degree and would be working, I looked forward to staying home with the kids and supporting my husband. But, 5 years went by, and then 10 years, and I was not married. And I didn’t have any children. It was okay though because I was still young enough. In fact, in 2005, I was thankful I hadn’t gotten married yet because I wasn’t as strong of a Christian as I had become. So, God knew that and He was going to bring me the right man around this time. I just knew it.
But no. Another 10 years went by and then 8 years to this present day. I sit here typing to you as a still single woman with no children.
Why?
On a good day, my answer is full of confidence and trust in the Lord. This is His plan for me. Yes, I still grieve not getting married and not having children but, if this is God’s plan for my life then I will be faithful to Him.
On a not-so-good day, I weep and I wonder and I fail. What is wrong with me? Why hasn’t the right guy come along? Did he already and I missed out? Was it something I said? Is it how I look? Am I not attractive enough? Is it because of my poor choices? Am I not marriage material? Why did my hope of giving birth to children not happen? Was I too scared? What did I do wrong?
My life has felt like a yo-yo… or maybe a roller coaster… or maybe both. Well, it hasn’t been chaotic but, I definitely have highs and lows. There are seasons of being at peace and accepting the reality that God has placed me. I say to people, “I’m okay with where I’m at. I’m not looking for anyone and I can still serve the Lord no matter my marital or parental status. In fact, being single has its perks!” And I am telling the truth in those seasons. I really do feel that way and in the deepest places of my soul I know this to be true – God is purposeful and in control of my life. He will make a way for what HE wills in my life.
But those low seasons. The ones where I sit on my bed, in the dark, crying out to God with all honesty. “God, why? Did I do something wrong?”
Though you ruin me.
Has God ruined me? Is that why no man has found me worthy of pursuing? Did I sin too much and so I’m deemed unclean? Did God know I would be a horrible mother so, He prevented me from having children? Or maybe I was supposed to have children and I ruined things with my choices.
What does that even mean that God ruins me? I don’t think it’s the kind of “ruin” I think it is.
In those low moments, I know it’s my pride. It’s me trying to take control and resolve a situation that I think can be resolved. I’m practically desperate. Like a child who did something wrong and is desperately trying to figure out how to make things right. Is there still time to fix me? What if God could allow me to go back in time? Just this once!
I will bless Your Name.
How in the world can I bless HIS Name in the midst of my ruin?
Oh, hello pride. You are still here, aren’t you?
Yes, God slayed me. He ruined me. Because He knew, in His providential way and crazy enormous love for me, that I needed some serious humbling. Needed…. ha… as if this is a past-tense situation. This happens more times than I care to admit!
Yes, I’m going to bless His Name. Especially in these moments of humility – when God has taken my jar of pride and shattered it into a million pieces.
The song I chose to play and “sweep” through (sweep = sing and weep), may not be based on the following Psalm but it is a Psalm that came to mind anyway.
Psalm 27 is one that I had highlighted in my Bible many, many years ago. My good ole trusty NIV Study Bible! I remember writing down this Psalm, word for word, in a journal. This was a few years before I would completely surrender my life to Jesus. Yet, there was something about the words of this Psalm that captured me. Back then, I had no clue. Today, I read these words with fresh eyes and a heart that longs for nothing more than to be drawn closer to my Lord and Savior.
What does this Psalm have to do with anything I have shared so far?
GREAT question. I actually sat for a few minutes, hands clasped below my chin with furrowed brows wondering the same thing. I’m actually going to quote from my ESV Study Bible because it summarizes Psalm 27 so well and I don’t need to embellish it.
In singing Psalm 27, God’s people have a way of not simply expressing confidence in Him but of cultivating that confidence for the widest range of challenging life situations. The psalm uses several synonyms for “enemies (vv. 2, 6, 11, 12), giving it the concrete setting of a faithful person beset by those who would destroy him with bloodthirsty and deceitful means; one who can trust God inthose circumstances can trust Him in other situations as well.
ESV Study Bible, Psalm 27.
Verse 1. The LORD is my light and my salvation; whom shall I fear? The LORD is the stronghold of my life; of whom shall I be afraid.
But I’m not afraid… exactly. Not quite. More like, disappointed. (Keep reading Melissa. By the way, this is me talking to me. Maybe with a little prompting from the Holy Spirit.)
Verse 2. When evildoers assail me to eat up my flesh, my adversaries and foes, it is they who stumble and fall.
But I’m not sure what I’m going through right now relates exactly to this. It’s not evildoers or adversaries or foes. It’s me. I think. (Keep reading Melissa!)
Verse 3. Though an enemy encamp against me, my heart shall not fear; though war arise against me, yet I will be confident.
But I don’t feel like there are enemies encamping around me. And, again, I’m not really afraid. I mean, I guess there is technically a spiritual battle going on around me. The enemy would love nothing more than to make me doubt and question Your love for me… … .. .. oh. (Yep, keep reading Melissa.)
Verse 4. One thing have I asked of the LORD, that will I seek after: that I may dwell in the house of the LORD all the days of my life, to gaze upon the beauty of the LORD and to inquire in His temple.
Wait, I’m supposed to become a nun? Wrong religion but… I’m starting to see how these verses might be relating to what I am sharing in this post. I’ll let the ESV footnotes explain again.
Shelter in His Sanctuary. “House of the LORD,” “temple,” “tent,” and “sacrifices” show that these verses focus on public worship; they view unhindered access to God’s presence in worship as the best of all gifts. This is the place of true delight and true safety.
ESV Study Bible, Psalm 27
Oh, how true those footnotes are. I do find true delight in worshipping with God’s people in the sanctuary. And even in my own room, sitting at my little piano, plunking away at the keys and singing out to my God. As the tears flow, as the gasps for air happen in the midst of the crying and singing – I still know that I am worshipping with God’s people. There are others out there, in their own rooms, singing out to God. Exalting Him. Praising Him. (Yes, keep reading Melissa.)
Verses 5-6. For He will hide me in His shelter in the day of trouble; He will conceal me under the cover of His tent; He will lift me high upon a rock. And now my head shall be lifted up above my enemies all around me, and I will offer in His tent sacrifices with shouts of joy; I will sing and make melody to the LORD.
Wait a minute! Wait a minute! Wait a minute! Okay… let me just throw these thoughts out here. Could it be that I am my own enemy? My sin. My frustration. My doubt. My questioning God’s plan for my life. And then, I am still obedient in my worship of God. Because my enemy is pride. It’s all about me, me, me. Instead of succumbing completely to this sin, God helps me slay it. Kill it. And my response is to praise Him. Even when He brings me to a place of raw vulnerability and repentance.
Could it be that there really is an external enemy who hunts me down and attempts to lure me to moments of doubt? Oh yes, there is. I know it. You know it. God knows it. Scripture says there is.
Verses 7-10. Here, O LORD, when I cry aloud; be gracious to me and answer me! You have said, “Seek my face.” My heart says to you, “Your face, LORD, do I seek.” Hide not your face from me. Turn not your servant away in anger, O You who have been my help. Cast me not off; forsake me not, O God of my salvation! For my father and my mother have forsaken me, but the LORD will take me in.
I feel like I’ve just hit the crescendo here. Even in the midst of my tear-filled weeping, I seek the Lord. Why? Because I know He is trustworthy. Even when I doubt. Even when I make it about me. Even when I seem to forget. The Lord does not hide His face. He does not forsake me. My salvation is secure. In fact, it is good that I run to Him first and not anyone or anything else.
I’m going to pause in my reading of this chapter of Psalm because I’m noticing this is looking more like a personal journal entry and reflection than it is a blog post. In fact, as I was typing the words above, I kept thinking, “How can I add a paragraph that gives ideas on how this can apply to the reader?” After all, isn’t that what a good writer does? Here is the hook to catch your attention Here is my personal life example. Here is what scripture says. Here is how it applies to you too. Here is a prompt for how you can respond in your own personal life. And, now you know the secret formula to a good blog post or devotion!
But seriously, my hope in sharing all of this isn’t just to let you inside the deepest part of my soul or to share my struggles. If I’m going to be completely honest, I’m not sure what my hope is. My hope is definitely in the Lord. And I pray that is where your hope is too. I don’t claim to be an expert in anything. This will not be a “Here are 5 steps to get off the emotional roller coaster of questioning God’s faithfulness.” I’m not convinced we will ever get off that roller coaster while still on this Earth. (In this world you will have trouble…)
What I do know – God has already overcome the world. The battle has already been won. And, while we still experience trouble and have an enemy surrounding us, God is all we need. He is sufficient. He is enough. He ruins us in our pride and worry and slays our sins.
Verses 11-14. Teach me your way, O LORD, and lead me on a level path because of my enemies. Give me not up to the will of my adversaries; for false witnesses have risen against me, and they breathe out violence. I believe that I shall look upon the goodness of the LORD in the land of the living! Wait for the LORD; be strong, and let your heart take courage; wait for the LORD!
For some, these last few verses may feel like the climax of the Psalm but I believe these are the calm closing remarks. There is so much to take comfort in.
To wait for the LORD is to look to Him with dependence and trust, not passivity; this is what enables one to be strong and courageous.
ESV Study Bible, Psalm 27.
Dependence and trust.
No, my life did not turn out the way I had dreamed it would. No husband. No children. According to the world’s standards, it could go a couple of ways. If I wanted to go full-feminist, I could shout out about how lucky I am and better I am than a married woman is. Or, I could fall victim to these lies – yes, there is something wrong with me or I did something wrong so that a man would not be attracted to me and I would never have children. I’m less than.
You’re still all that I need. You’re enough for me. Still, I will worship.
I don’t need a husband. Even though I still wouldn’t mind if God decided to bring a man into my life.
I don’t need to be a mother. Although, being a teacher for many years allowed me the opportunity to be a mother figure in many children’s lives.
God is all I need. He is enough for me. And, OH, how I love to worship Him. In my room on my little keyboard. In my church with all the saints. In my car… wherever.
You know, I wouldn’t equate my emotional moment tonight with suffering. I know so many who are reading this may be suffering – chronic pain, illness, loss of a loved one, trauma or abuse – the list goes on. Not having a husband or children doesn’t feel like suffering but, it is definitely disappointing. My expectations all those years ago were not met. The song I worshipped to is focused on suffering and giving God glory. But I think there is another element to suffering and that is self-inflicted shame, doubt, and fear.
And so, whatever season I am in – whether it is suffering in any way – even though my heart and flesh may fail and the earth gives way… I will see the LORD. I will trust Him. And not a tear was wasted when I let them flow as I gave it all to the Lord.
Sing a song to the One Who’s all I need.