When David wrote Psalm 3, his son, Absolom, had incited his people against him. David was on the run. Enemies were everywhere. Even those to whom David had shown great compassion rushed to ridicule him.
David couldn’t see any hope. David couldn’t anticipate any end to the hostility. The king had been a bad father. The king had made terrible mistakes. Maybe he did deserve this. Maybe God wouldn’t save him. Maybe his enemies were right.
Over the passed few years, I have made a concerted effort to include the Psalms in my daily meditation on God’s Word. More and more as I have faced challenges, hardships, asked bigger questions, even wrestled with doubts, the Psalms became more and more meaningful to me. Every question our hearts ask seem to be written in the Psalms. The struggles of life are described in those verses. My weakness are exposed, my doubts are spoken, my worries expressed, and they are answered in powerful truth. Then the Psalms teach my heart to respond to this life with joy.
