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When Your World Falls Apart
Genre – poetry
Speaking to God
Sorrow~/joy
Success~/failure
Hopes~/regrets
Not a repository of doctrinal exposition.
60 laments – largest group – imprecatory
Psalm 3
Problem
Adam: In the day you eat of it you shall surely die
Ichabod
Prepare Yourself
Jesus: I have told you these things . .
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so that you will have peace.
Persevere
He answered
Paul: We rejoice in our tribulations
Perseverence
Proven character
Hope
Love is poured out within our hearts
We know God loves us
Pray
Peter: Cast all your cares on the Lord
Psalm 3
O Lord, how many are my foes!
Many are rising against me; many are saying of my soul, there is no salvation for him in God.
/Selah/
*3* But you, O Lord, are a shield about me, my glory, and the lifter of my head.
*4* I cried aloud to the Lord, and he answered me from his holy hill.
/Selah/
*5* I lay down and slept; I woke again, for the Lord sustained me.
*6* I will not be afraid of many thousands of people who have set themselves against me all around.
*7* Arise, O Lord! Save me, O my God!
For you strike all my enemies on the cheek; you break the teeth of the wicked.
*8* Salvation belongs to the Lord; your blessing be on your people!
/Selah/
A psalm of David, written when he fled from his son Absalom.
According to Jewish tradition, David offered this prayer when he was forced to flee from Jerusalem during his son Absalom’s attempted coup (see 2 Sam.
13-18).
Imagine how discouraged you would be if your own child was trying to take your life.
His son is seeking to take his crown and has driven him from Jerusalem.
Trouble started for David when he did adultery with Bathsheba, and instead of protecting and looking out for the interests of Uriah the Hittite, he chose to take Uriah’s life to cover up his own sin.
Of course, from that point onward everything began to go wrong for David.
Do you remember the sordid incident in which Amnon raped his half-sister Tamar, and then Absalom slew Amnon?
When David learned about it, instead of acting righteously and summarily toward his own son, he allowed Absalom to leave Jerusalem.
Why? David had just committed the same crime.
His own conscience was screaming at him, and he lost all moral authority to deal with Absalom.
So Absalom was allowed to leave, but in time he came back and sat at the gates of the city.
As people passed by on their way to the king, Absalom would say, "If only I were appointed judge in the land!
Then everyone who has a complaint or case could come to me and I would see that he gets justice," implying that they would not get justice from David (1 Sam.
15:4).
In time, Absalom was able to mount a rebellion against David, and civil war ensued
God, you’re my last chance of the day.
I spend the night on my knees before you.
Put me on your salvation agenda; take notes on the trouble I’m in.
I’ve had my fill of trouble; I’m camped on the edge of hell.
I’m written off as a lost cause, one more statistic, a hopeless case.
Abandoned as already dead, one more body in a stack of corpses,
And not so much as a gravestone— I’m a black hole in oblivion.
You’ve dropped me into a bottomless pit, sunk me in a pitch-black abyss.
I’m battered senseless by your rage, relentlessly pounded by your waves of anger.
You turned my friends against me, made me horrible to them.
I’m caught in a maze and can’t find my way out, blinded by tears of pain and frustration.
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