I had a long season of grief a few years ago… there was a death but there was also a ‘living’ grief – and it was the living grief that brought me the most pain. I wept and wept for many nights – long into the nights and often felt guilty – or like a failure for crying through the night AGAIN.
Continue reading “Lamenting is worship”The watches of the night
The most agonising sorrows I’ve ever felt have been for others… a little of me in there too, but mostly others. When I watched a particular message by Michael Card, and heard this song for the first time, my heart sang with relief to know my sleepless nights were because my heart had a taste of the sorrow of Messiah… the man spoken of in Isaiah. To know this sorrow was how He felt for me… incredible.
I know the roundabout of sorrowing for another and feeling like the specifics of the Psalms don’t fit my cries, but when I learned that lamenting is worship, at least when addressed to the Father, it felt so purposeful instead of so very fruitless.
Prayers are eternal. Not a single word ever dissipates into nothingness.
So once again, if anyone’s headed for a sleepless night, know that addressing our sorrows to Him is very much prayer… and very much worship when we know and trust His heart for us.
I love this song by Kristen Getty – but I love her reading at the beginning of this clip even more.
A snippet:
I have cried upon the steps that seem
Too steep for me to climb,
And I’ve prayed against a burden
I did not want to be mine.
But, here I am and this is where
You’re calling me to fight,
And You I will remember
Through the watches of the night