The Last Breath

Psalm 6:4-5

Turn, O LORD, deliver my life;
save me for the sake of your steadfast love.
For in death there is no remembrance of you;
in Sheol who will give you praise?

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There are some realities that are too full of emotion to put into words. That may sound trite, but consider how much poetry has been written through the centuries concerning the two great mysteries: love and death. Perhaps that is why so many believers have turned to the Psalms in their desperate hours, when life is hanging on by a thread because of some unspeakable injustice, or some stomach-turning grief.

David found himself at a loss for words. We don't know what the context of this Psalm was, what caused David's eye to waste away because of grief. But we do know that it shut his mouth.

Be gracious to me, O LORD, for I am languishing;
heal me, O LORD, for my bones are troubled.
My soul also is greatly troubled.
But you, O LORD---how long?

That last line resonates in my mind as I consider the pain I have witnessed this year in the hearts and in the eyes of some of my closest friends. When the sorrows come there can be only few words. And, even those few words may be truncated by tears or loss of breath. David can only get out that last line with trembling and quivering lips. Don't gloss over the words here; the sentence structure says it all. The pain is too great for exposition. Only emotion remains.

I notice the repetition of "O LORD" and wonder at the focus and direction of this prayer. He is fixated on the source of Life, his only hope in the midst of this disaster that threatens him. O LORD! O LORD! O LORD! Where else can I turn? And then he reasons with God, the best that he can in the midst of this.

For your sake, O LORD; for the sake of your reputation, deliver me. Who will praise you in death? Who will remember you by dying? Reach out and deliver me and let it be to your praise.

And he did. This time. God heard David's weeping and accepted his prayer. David's confidence grew and he began to trust that his enemies would be turned away and defeated. But, this is not always the case with sorrow.

But, before you despair of the pain and grief that God may choose to leave with you, consider also the Man of Sorrows. Turn to Isaiah 53. Consider His grief and wonder at the cross. It is a balm to the weary, and comfort to know that someone is with you, someone who cares is with you to hear your truncated prayers, to hear those last breaths, those wordless breaths, and he will never leave you nor forsake you.