“Be merciful unto me, O God, be merciful unto me: for my soul trusteth in thee: yea, in the shadow of thy wings will I make my refuge, until these calamities be overpast. I will cry unto God most high; unto God that performeth all things for me.” (Psalm 57:1,2)
There are times when prayer is not about believing for something, but finding refuge in Someone. Yes, we have things we want God to do. We offer up “prayers and supplications with strong crying and tears.” But what we need in the night of weeping is a place of refuge from the storm that beats down hard against the walls of our soul. When real trouble comes we can be beside ourselves. We don’t know how we can make it through the day or the night. We inwardly mourn. A spirit of heaviness is thick upon us.
Joy comes in the morning. But when in our eyes the morning is still a long way off we need the Presence of our God to hold us tight. Don’t expect to feel anything. It is especially during the darkest times when we feel most devoid of spiritual feelings. We feel numb, desolate, quite “unspiritual.” But we must draw near to God anyway, believing that He will draw near to us, and give us exactly what we need.
Are you experiencing a “calamity” of some kind? Let God know He will be seeing a lot of you. Make Him your hideout, your “sound-proof” booth that silences the voice of the oppressor. And when the calamities have passed over you, when the sun is shining and life has once again turned sweet, you will remember that the Most High is a refuge and shelter indeed.