Psalm 6:6  I am weary with my moaning; every night I flood my bed with tears; I drench my couch with my weeping.

We all have had nights of deep weeping. We cry. We lament. We suffer. We feel like we are dying. We may wonder "Where is God?" or even "Where is the need for confession for all that we have done or not done?"

The psalmist cries out in his pain, "My soul is struck with terror, while you, O Lord - how long?" (Psalm 6:3). There is no answer. In the turmoil of the night, we can feel abandoned, orphaned, alone. How deep our night of weeping can be! Author Elie Wiesel spoke of his night-weeping in the terrors of the Holocaust, even as the experience drained him of all his tears.

When Jesus was crucified, he cried out, "My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?" He takes his place with us in the midst of our night of weeping, in our place of death, even in our place of seeming abandoned before God. In the midst of our tears, even in the hour of our last breath, Christ is there. And because he is, we are not alone.

And because Christ's peace is there with us, even in our weeping there are cries of faith. "Be gracious to me, O Lord, for I am languishing; O Lord, heal me, for my bones are shaking with terror" (Psalm 6:2). "Weeping may linger for the night, but joy comes with the morning" (Psalm 30:5). The morning of Christ will dawn.

-- 

Helping people live life with Jesus everyday,