On the day before Christmas Eve... what a horrible psalm to read! I'm listening to my Christmas instrumental station (the only way to truly enjoy Christmas music sometimes), and the carol of the bells is going strongly, and I'm reading a heart-wrenching lament. Can't we get back to a psalm of joy? Wouldn't that make more sense this time of year? Maybe. Maybe not.
What a lament at Christmas reminds me of is that Christmas leaves us waiting. On December 26, we are still waiting for a savior. And for some of us, we are comfortable and able to avoid much of suffering. For us, a savior is nice, but not entirely necessary. With enough power and resources, we can solve our own problems. But for most of the world, and really all of us, there are some things that we just can't fix. People will be neglected on Christmas, just like any other day. We are still hoping for the savior. Still waiting.
Yet, even in our waiting, we have the same comfort David did- that God doesn't change and God isn't limited in power to save. Let's take that comfort with us, along with our laments, into a hopeful Christmas weekend.
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