“He will never turn a deaf ear to my cries and has the power and willingness to meet me in my need.” That’s the way Tripp ends his devotion. A timely one.

I don’t about you but I’m not too proud to admit a vacuum exists from time to time between me and God. Oh, it’s not like I’ve lost my salvation or anything like that. Maybe it’s a  lack of concern on my part. Maybe it’s a belligerence on my part. Maybe it’s sin that I haven’t dealt with. Maybe it’s (as Tripp points out) who I’ve been complaining to. And how much complaining.

I can’t help but think of Job. After chapter after chapter of listening to his “friends” drone on and on, of listening to speech after speech hearing it was all his fault, Job and his “friends” grow silent as God speaks. It isn’t a “I’m sorry you hurt Job and your friends are jerks” speech. No. It’s a “I’m in control here and no one can compare or understand me” speech. He is totally capable of taking care of His children. The psalmist said he was an ever present help in time of trouble. A refuge and a strength.

“Father, there is nothing that comes my way you can’t handle. The good thing is when it comes, all I need to do is cry out to you. You will not turn away. You not only know the reason I cry, you also know what I need. Help me to remember you are the one I need to take my cares and concerns to because You really do care and YOU ARE big enough to handle them.”