Psalm 6

I ordered a new book the other day and it finally came in. I grabbed it out of the mailbox this morning on my way to work. It intrigued me because it claims to be, "medically reliable, and biblically sound," and is published by the Christian Medical Association. When you deal with infertility, one of the hardest parts is having to choose between making medical decisions to intervene or completely waiting on God's timing and healing, or a combination of both. This has by far been the most difficult part of this for me. I don't like making decisions. So, as I've been reading a bit here and there in my new book this morning, I came upon an excerpt from Psalm 6. I grabbed my Bible and read it and it spoke to my heart this morning, as I'm dealing with a strange flood of apprehension and fear, neither of which are from God!


Psalm 6 (from NIV)

O Lord, do not rebuke me in your anger

or discipline me in your wrath.
Be merciful to me, Lord, for I am faint;

O Lord, heal me, for my bones
are in agony.
My soul is in anguish.
How long, O Lord, how long?

Turn, O Lord, and deliver me;
save me because of your unfailing love.
No one remembers you when he is dead.
Who praises you from the grave?

I am worn out from groaning;
all night long I flood my bed with weeping
and drench my couch with tears.
My eyes grow weak with sorrow; they fail because of all my foes.

Away from me, all you who do evil,
for the Lord has heard my weeping.
The Lord has heard my cry for mercy;
the Lord accepts my prayer.
All my enemies will be ashamed and dismayed
they will turn back in sudden disgrace.

Note: Emphasis is mine.