Sometimes our conversations with God are less than upbeat, and instead of being pleased with God we’re so frustrated that we get sick of even thinking about him. Our nights are not resting in peace, but bitter and inconsolable. We’ve all been there, and so has the Psalmist. Psalm 77 puts to words what you might be going through, and gives a voice to spiritual struggle. By Pastor Lars Hammar
I cry aloud to God, aloud to God, that he may hear me.
2 In the day of my trouble I seek the Lord; in the night my hand is stretched out without wearying; my soul refuses to be comforted.
3 I think of God, and I moan; I meditate, and my spirit faints. Selah
Psalm 77:1-3