Psalm 88

But I call to you for help, LORD;
in the morning my prayer meets you.

I have to admit, there are days when I feel like the author of this Psalm, Heman the Ezrahite. I continue to cry out to God, even first thing in the morning. And at times, it feels like God is not listening. Doesn’t hear. May not care.

I have had enough troubles. I agree with the Psalmist

I call out to God, though, from a place of faith. I still pray, early in the morning. I cry out to him “day and night.”

Someone will ask: why? If he’s not listening, or doesn’t care, doesn’t respond, what good does it do?

This Psalm doesn’t overtly reflect it – but here is my reply.

Because: where else should I go? Can I go?

He has always been faithful in the past. I haven’t deserved it, but He has worked on my behalf. I don’t see it today – but I believe.

My God is at work, and it will be for His glory – that is my good!

Lord, glorify yourself!

Sunrise, on another beautiful day.