"I cried with my whole heart; hear me, O Lord: I will keep Thy statutes."
word for law - statutes; first verse in the 19th section, KOPH; I cried with my whole heart - the personal pronouns stand out in this phrase, 'I cried. . .my heart'; Is there anything worse than the personal sorrow? It is one thing to feel empathy and compassin toward others suffering and pain and sorrow, but quite another to the pain of our own heart. David has continued assualts and we see him press toward God for answers, for help. He has just got done stating , 'trouble and anguish' has come. When such sorrows come to us, we are able to say with David, 'I cried'. LEt us look at such things that should and probably do make you 'cry out'. 1. Physical pain; I have been with only a few that it was apparent that their pain was beyond anything I have ever known. Many have chronic pain, yes, but not to the very core of bones, marrow and constant. These few that I have watched, had their times of breaking down and crying out, but for the most carried on conversations, lived life to the best they could and moved and had their being in God. These ones had real pain, and endured through it with remarkable resolve. And after seeing such, I don't have much compassion to the whiner, or baby that cries over the smallest of nothing. And again, no matter how bad you think it is, there is someone who has it worse.
But physical will make one cry out with the whole heart. 2. Emotional pain; the experiences and moments in life that makes one know that there is no remedy at hand, only to lift up a cry unto God with one's whole heart. 'He is touched with our sorrows', for He endured as much as we. Do you think it easy for Christ to watch and know that Judas would beray Him? Do you think it was not painful to know PEter how to deny Him? Was Jesus not moved with compassion when the rich, young ruler walked away, rejecting Him? Emotional sorrow is harder to me than physical pain. It works on the mind, the fabric of our life, in conscious and cuts to the very soul. Oh, how SAtan knows these wounds hurt. The one that no one else knows of, except God, Who knows all our thoughts and intents of our heart. Lay there silent and unmoving on the bed in the middle of the night; yet, awake and crying out to God with the whole heart. The pain pushes toward Him Who is touched with compassion for us.
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