As I sit in bed, a heaviness has fallen over me as I feel the weight of a broken world crashing down on me. A burden I’ve taken from the Lord and put on my shoulders.
I know better.
I know not to watch the news or read the updates on the internet. Ignorance is bliss for me because it removes the knowledge, rather the reality that our world is broken. It is falling to pieces around me, and yet I am living in a bubble of bliss.
However, when faced with the staunch truth that darkness seems to be taking over the earth, I rest in John 1:4, “The light shines in the darkness, but the darkness does not overcome it.”
No matter how dark this world appears, the darkness cannot overcome the light. Even as Satan has dominion over this earth, he is limited.
Satan cannot overcome the light.
No, as darkness creeps in more and more so does the gallant coming of Christ to put Satan in his place once and for all. So what do I do as I wait for Christ’s triumphant return?
The deepest parts of my soul cry out to the deep of God for this broken world that we live in. For the lost who do not know. I lament for the suffering that is present in this broken world, and the reality that it will not end until he returns.
5 Reasons why I lament
1. It makes me lighter.
When I lament, I feel minute by minute the weight of the world lifting off of me. With each soft thought and loud cry, the Lord lifts the burden piece by piece. He said in his word,
“Come to Me, all you who labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest. Take My yoke upon you and learn from Me, for I am gentle and lowly in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For my yoke is easy and my burden is light” (Matthew 11:28-30)
Sometimes, I hold on to burdens. It’s a problem that I have with needing to have control. Instead of truly trusting the Lord and giving him the things that plague me, I hold on to them with clenched fists.
I somehow think that I can handle it, but in reality, I grow weaker and weaker being crushed by the weight of an impossible burden. So I lament.
Judah has gone into exile under affliction And under harsh servitude; She dwells among the nations, But she has found no rest; All her pursuers have overtaken her In the midst of distress. -Lamentations 1:3
2. It keeps me focused
I often think that if I remain oblivious to the what is going on in the world, it’s just not happening. But of course, that just means I live a life distracted by a false sense of security.
One of the tactics of the enemy is to keep us distracted. He likes to keep our minds on everything else except what matters.
That I have the power to change small things that can have huge impacts on the world.
This distraction keeps me from fighting for the lost. Truly fighting. I have everything I need to fight fiercely for those who are lost, and yet, I miss opportunities to pray, serve, and act because I have my mind’s attention on other things.
Sometimes in order for me to regain focus, I need to cry out to God to open the eyes that I have blindfolded and order my steps to add more to his kingdom. So, I lament.
With my voice I cry out to the LORD; with my voice, I plead for mercy to the LORD.
I pour out my complaint before him; I tell my trouble before him. When my spirit faints within me, you know my way! -Psalm 142:1-4
3. It reminds of who I serve.
Sometimes, I get alone in my thoughts and contemplate all of the negative why questions. Why is there suffering? Why won’t this end?
I think about what is happening in the world and in a hopeless state, I lament. It helps me to remember that I not only serve a God who will act on my behalf, but who listens to me.
I serve a God who draws close to me in my weakness and gives me comfort.
I am reminded that my father is omniscient and omnipotent. While I never forget, somehow it gets lost in the vast framework that makes up my mind. So in order to remind myself of who I serve and how he cares for me, I lament.
Teach me Your way, Yahweh, and I will live by Your truth.Give me an undivided mind to fear Your name. I will praise You with all my heart, Lord my God, and will honor Your name forever. For Your faithful love for me is great, and You deliver my life from the depths of Sheo.-Psalm 86:8-13
4. To be heard
I don’t know why, but when I lament, I somehow think God hears me more. This, of course, is irrational, but it would be deceptive of me not to write this.
That sometimes when I am in my deepest sorrow, I think that a prayer of lamentation is heard louder than my previous prayers. Usually, this is because God hasn’t moved when I wanted him to move. I cry out in my grief to the only one who can stop the suffering and yet chooses not to.
I speak from the depths of the deepest parts of my Soul to the light that can heal my grief. Alone, I shout out of the void of my innermost being for refuge and comfort in God. Praying that he will hasten to end the pain- even just for a moment.
When I feel as though God hasn’t heard my quiet whispers and secret thoughts, I bellow a loud lament from the depths of my soul. I rest in that place, seeking release, a grand move from God. And, when I have calmed down...I lament some more.
I cried out to God for help; I cried out to God to hear me. When I was in distress, I sought the Lord; at night I stretched out untiring hands, and I would not be comforted. I remembered you, God, and I groaned; I meditated, and my spirit grew faint- Psalm 77:1-3
5. I have nothing else I can do.
The final reason that I lament, the reason that I think many would fall upon in the darkest places of their lives, is that I have nothing else I can do. I finally get to the place where I accept it.
I lean on the God that I should have leaned on the whole time. I reminisce about the heartache and grief that I could have been spared, had I relinquished my control and trusted the Lord. I feel the weight of that. And then I often remember…
But he said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness. Therefore I will boast all the more gladly of my weaknesses, so that the power of Christ may rest upon me.- 2 Cor 12:9
The same grace that is sufficient for me is sufficient for this world. For every dark place. I cry out in my weakness thanking the Lord for his constant, sufficient, undeserving grace.
I remember how he brought the Israelites out of Egypt. I remember how he sent his son to die for us, sinners undeserving of his precious grace.
I cry out! I cry to the God who sits on high and whose glory I am often unfit to see.
I praise him. For he is the lover of my soul. The redeemer of my life. The creative Genius behind the universe. I lament
I know that my Redeemer lives, and that in the end he will stand upon the earth. And after my skin has been destroyed, yet in my flesh I will see God; I myself will see him with my own eye—I, and not another. How my heart yearns within me!- Job 19:25-27
Prayers of lamentation are good for the soul. When we are overcome with heaviness and the emotions of our flesh are overtaking us, lamenting gives us a space to cry out to God and seek comfort in him. He has promised to never leave us and he has never failed us.
These prayers are the rawest presentation of an afflicted soul and bring relief to those who earnestly seek the Lord. Don’t be afraid to lament. To cry out to God in your weakness.
He hears you.