FRIDAY, October 8

Psalm 142. I cry to the Lord with my voice; to the Lord I make loud supplication. I pour out my complaint before him and tell him all my trouble.

When my grandson Thad was two, we often looked at a little picture book. He especially liked a picture of children sliding down a slide in a playground. He wanted to play too, and tried stepping on the picture, saying “Get in there! Get in there!”

When I told his aunt Robin about this, she said that she used to try to get into the mirror like Alice in Through the Looking-Glass, and What Alice Found There. “But I always got in my own way,” she said.

So often, “all my trouble” comes from my getting in my own way. So often, I try to make something happen, rather than letting God take care of it in God’s own time. Other times I take the line of least resistance and fail to take the action that I need to take.

I so often get in my own way. And I feel like the writer of Psalm 142: “I look to my right hand and find no one who knows me; I have no place to flee to, and no one cares for me.”

I can get out of my own way. I can tell God all my troubles and leave them in God’s hands. If I do this, God will bring me out of my looking-glass prison. (1993)

PRAY for the Diocese of Ijumu (Province of Abuja, Nigeria)

Ps 140, 142 * 141, 143:1-11(12); Micah 3:9—4:5; Acts 24:24—25:12; Luke 8:1-15

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