In yesterday’s journal we discussed the difficulty in hoping for hope when things are upside-down. It reminds me of Jesus crying out at the last to the Father, “My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?” “Why are you so far from saving me, from the words of my groaning? O my God, I cry by day, but you do not answer, and by night, but I find no rest.” “Yet you are holy, enthroned on the praises of Israel. In you our fathers trusted; they trusted, and you delivered them. To you they cried and were rescued; in you they trusted and were not put to shame.” (Psalm 22)
Hoping for hope can make us feel this way as well… and who hasn’t?
My God, my God, why have you forsaken me? Jesus