Hear my prayer, Lord;let my cry for help come to you.
Do not hide your face from me
when I am in distress.
Turn your ear to me;
when I call, answer me quickly.
He will respond to the prayer of the
destitute;
he will not despise their plea.
he will not despise their plea.
Prayer
is a privilege. If I don't ask my heavenly Father for help, that's on me.
My five-year-old granddaughter bows her head and prays
every night with her momma. During the COVID-19 stay-at-home order, she asked
Jesus to "stop the rona." Her little heart echoed the prayer of many.
I asked God to protect my family and friends from the virus and to put an end
to its rampage through the world. I prayed for the folks who lost loved ones
and healing for those infected. No doubt God's ears have been filled with cries
for help.
Now as I cry out once again to end racial tension
and distress in our nation, I ask God to hear me. Please fill my heart with how
to love better and how to respond as a Jesus' follower.
In the Psalm, the writer of chapter 102 sought out
God in a time of distress. He understood God heard his voice and his request.
Yet he begged him to answer quickly. Even as God's timing isn't my timing, I
need to remain faithful and believe he will answer. And he does. In verse
seventeen, the writer reminds me, "He will respond." In the meantime,
I need to follow his lead and love well. I need to be encouraging and caring. I
need to reach out to people with the arms of Jesus.
If I doubt God hears my pleas, I read Philippians
4:6 and am reminded to take everything to God in prayer. "Do not be
anxious about anything, but in every situation, by prayer and
petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God."
He hears me when I call.