In The Morning
I’m happy to be back on my feet again. My last 2 weekends I missed out on speaking at Your Church because I was not feeling well…and that is a bit of an understatement. I woke up the first Sunday with quite a fever and no brain to think. Over the next 4 days it escalated to neck pain, chills, dehydration and feeling exhausted. From there it escalated into one of the worst weekends of pain I’ve ever experienced…yes it was worse than kidney stones. By Sunday morning I had spent all night vomiting and struggling with pain and had no fight left in me, so I had Amy drive me to the hospital. After several tests, they determined it was some sort of a stomach virus that had triggered my stomach acids to eat away at my intestines. So after a small dose of a wonderful narcotic and some pain meds I was back in happy land and sent home, thankful for the doctor and nurses who knew their stuff and knew how to bring relief to this hurting preacher.
The whole ordeal, being quite traumatic for me, reminded me of a scripture found in Psalms 30:5. The latter part of the verse states, “Weeping may endure for a night, but joy comes in the morning”. For me, joy definitely came in the morning, that being when I was given the potent narcotic and pain killers…but I don’t think that’s what David had in mind when he wrote this psalm. The whole chapter David wrote actually flows together with one theme – ‘God always rescues the person who cries out to Him.’ I can tell you that I’ve experienced this more than once in my life; experienced what happens when you literally, gut-wrenchingly cry out and weep to God.
There’s all kinds of pain we humans go through; growing pains, hunger pains, financial pains, physical pains, and a host of others. However, there’s no pain like the pain of our soul when it laments. Amongst the pains I listed, some pain will bring water to the eyes, others bring actual tears, but then there’s a pain that brings weeping. If you’ve been there than you know that it’s a pain nobody likes to talk about. It is often sparked by a lost relationship, lost dream, the loss of hope, or lost joy. It comes once you’ve reached the place you realize you have no answers, no help, seemingly no hope, no breath, no recourse, and nobody. It’s the place you fear or better put, the place you never imagined yourself being. It’s a place of apparent darkness, and no way out. It’s in that moment that the realization hits that you are left with your only resolve being God. Then from the depths of your soul comes an agony and a cry beyond words – and you weep. Sometimes uncontrollably. Everything seems so dark, and so hopeless. Hold on my child, joy comes in the morning.
There’s no way David could know so much about weeping if he wasn’t speaking from experience. In his chapter, David refers to weeping as the night, thus the reason one would feel that it’s dark. You can’t see in the night and sometimes it feels like the darkness will never end. The pain you are experiencing is not the day, which means weeping has a time frame. Though painful, in the midst of your weeping and in the midst of your night something miraculous happens – God steps in. According to the psalmist, God always steps in. And He does it in such a way that He turns our mourning into dancing, and our weeping into a huge ‘thank you!’ I guess one could look at it this way; weeping brings about a new day, and with that new day comes joy. Your darkest hour means dawn is just in sight.