Psalm 13:1-3
How long, O LORD, will you forget me always? How long will you hide Your face from me? How long shall I cast about for counsel, sorrow in my heart all day? How long will my enemy loom over me? Regard, answer me, LORD, my God. Light up my eyes, lest I sleep death…
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Psalm 22:1-2
My God, My God, why have You forsaken me? Far from my rescue are the words that I roar. My God, I call out by day and You do not answer, by night–no stillness for me.
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Psalm 42:1-5
As the deer pants for streams of water, so my soul pants for you, my God. My soul thirsts for God, for the living God. When can I go and meet with God? My tears have been my food day and night, while people say to me all day long, “Where is your God?” These things I remember as I pour out my soul: how I used to go to the house of God under the protection of the Mighty One with shouts of joy and praise among the festive throng. Why, my soul, are you downcast? Why so disturbed within me? Put your hope in God, for I will yet praise him, my Savior and my God.
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The Wall
1. A season when your story and God’s story feel disconnected.
2. A season when your story and God’s story feel deeply in conflict.
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The Critical Journey
“The process of meeting the Wall requires going through the Wall, not underneath it, over it, around it, or blasting it. We must go through it brick by brick, feeling and healing each element of our wills as we surrender to God’s will.”
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James 1:2-4
“My dear family, when you find yourselves tumbling into various trials, learn to look at it with complete joy, because you know that, when your faith is put to the test, what comes out is patience. What’s more, you must let patience have its complete effect, so that you may be complete and whole, not falling short in anything.”
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James KA Smith
“To give ourselves over to such a season–to focus on what it demands–means not to rush or resolve it or escape, but to endure, undergo, let go of what needs to be taken from us…taking the time is a way of letting the season shape us, and ultimately there is a trust that God’s providential and caring hand is not only behind the season but holding us through it.”
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Screwtape Letters, C.S. Lewis
“Our cause is never more in danger than when a human, no longer desiring, but still intending, to do our Enemy’s will, looks round upon a universe from which every trace of Him seems to have vanished, and asks why he has been forsaken, and still obeys.”
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