As the deer pants for streams of water
so my soul thirsts for you, God.
My soul thirsts for God, the living God.

When can I go and meet God?

Will I ever make it?

My tears have been my food day and night,
while people pester me all day long,
"Where is this God of yours?"
I go over and over these things
emptying the pockets of my life.

I used to go to the house of God....

Why, my soul, are you downcast?
Why so disturbed within me?
But. I will put my hope in God.
I will still praise him,
For he is my Savior.
He is my God.

My soul is so downcast within me,
therefore I will remember you
and everything I know of you.
Deep calls to deep
in the roar of your waterfalls
all your waves and breakers
crash into me, over me.

God promises to love me by day
and sing songs over me through the night.

Sometimes I ask God, my rock solid God,
"Why did you let me down?
Why have you forgotten me?
Why am I walking around in my tears
harassed by my enemies?
My bones suffer mortal agony
as they taunt me
"Where is your God?"

Why, my soul, are you downcast?
Why so disturbed within me?
I will put my hope in God,
I will still praise him,
He is my God.



Not my poem.
It's David's.

Think you're bad?
This guy had multiple wives. And, as if he wasn't getting enough sex, he had an affair with another man's wife. He got her pregnant. So he had her husband killed to cover it up. And that's just the start. David was a screw up. He let his loved ones down over and over again. He hurt people. He was a liar.

But David wrote songs. They were poems and prayers and accusations and confessions and praises and petitions and they were honest. They were his private thoughts for God. And God loved that. David was called "a man after God's own heart".
David struggled with,
and fought for,
his beautiful relationship with God.

(The above poem is from the Bible, Psalm 42. TNIV and The Message combo on my part.)