by Hal Turner
March 19, 2015
I have been hesitant this year to volunteer for a devotional as my thoughts have been very chaotic lately. It seems I am always in a personal or faith crisis. After what once seemed a very real personal teen-aged encounter with Jesus, I have gone through life doubting that I was worthy of that Grace. People would tell me that my academic life made me incompatible with Jesus. Understanding physics, chemistry and biology I had been tainted by knowledge that prevented me from believing in the Bible. Then as I came out, I was told clearly that church law declared me incompatible with Jesus Christ. (it still does, lol.)
Yes I still feel a overwhelming sense of rejection from God and the Church. But of course as a person with PTSD I will always feel an overwhelming sense of rejection. It is a type of quicksand I find myself often stuck in. While searching for some deep insight to offer for a devotional I continue to find myself stuck in the mud.
One sound though occasionally echoes in my mind as a call to hope. The lyrics of an ancient psalm. A psalm of hope, renewal and freedom. So I offer those words as my devotional this lent. If you know the tune sing this with me.
I waited patiently for the Lord.He inclined and heard my cry.He brought me up out of the pit.Out of the mire and clay.He set my feet upon the rock.And made my footsteps firm.Many will see and many will see and fearI will sing, sing a new song…….Psalm 40 1-3 paraphrasedA song of Hope and Praise