Elizabeth discusses a psalm that has tripped some people up:
The psalms give us wise instruction, but they also help us to understand our brokenness and our dependence upon the grace of God, the Lord of Ancient Days who loved us then as he loves us now, in confounding mystery and faithfulness; in our myriad sins and savageries, whether we wish to acknowledge them, or pretend to have evolved from them; in our inevitable challenges and our great joys, where–too often–we forget to acknowledge God’s gifts, or to feel the gratitude.
It is enormously consoling to read the vile, all-too-human sentiments of a put-down, put-upon poet who dared to write for posterity the gasp-inducing expression of rage processed through searing pain–perhaps felt for the briefest of instants, but too powerful to remain unexpressed–and to safely leave it in the bottomless, safe and tender Heart of God.
Exactly. Read it all.