weeping my endure for a night, but joy comes in the morning

Morning.
At night we may cry, but when morning comes, we will celebrate. (Psalm 30:5b CEV)
I just couldn’t get to sleep, so I finally gave up and began my time in God’s Word for this day-after-Naomi’s-passing. I searched for verses on “weeping” (at biblegateway.com), expecting to see the familiar translation “weeping my endure for a night, but joy comes in the morning,” but I was in the CEV version and it simply uses “cry” and “celebrate.”

I began reading the whole Psalm 30, and the very first line figureactively walloped me right upside my head:
:1 I will praise you, Lord!
You saved ME from the grave…
:2 I prayed to you, Lord God, and you healed ME,
:3 Saving ME from death and the grave.
Can you see where I went next? God healed ME, But He took my sister. And her struggles with ALS were much, much worse than my health issues. Imagine, trapped in a body that is losing its ability to respond to the commands you give it. Most of the time, even in the hospital, I could pick up my Bible and pen, to be comforted and thoughtfully write my prayers. How humbling to think that she could not do even this simple thing!
Seems unfair? Should we not then be angry at the loss of a loved one and what they have gone through? But, as I continued reading, I began to see that Naomi has the better end of this – God has brought her HOME. Her assignment here, behind enemy-lines in this war-torn world, is done! I celebrate for her, and for me!
I was wondering, “how do I pray my feelings about this?” And I got smacked upside the head again! Speak not MY words, but God’s Word to express myself. That’s the power of Scripture. It’s God’s all-around, complete, how-to guide for us.
:4 Your faithful people, Lord,
will praise you with songs
and honor your Holy Name.
:5 Your anger lasts a little while,
but your kindness lasts for a lifetime.
At night we may cry,
But when the morning comes, we will celebrate.
:11 You have turned my sorrow
into joyful dancing.
No longer am I sad
and wearing sackcloth.
:12 I thank you from my heart,
and I will never stop
singing your praises,
My Lord and My God.
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