Today is a rather non-descript Saturday-the-13th . . . no big deal . . . except that today David is making a forceful complaint to God, and I recognize the voice.  Not today, but there have been those times . . . and I didn’t know how to say it in the poetic terms of the poet-king of Israel.  But I hear his heart!  “How long will You forget me, O Lord?  Forever?  How long will You hide your face from me?  How long must I find my daily counsel in the sorrows of my soul?  And how long will my enemies be elevated over me?”  (Psalms 13:1-2)
I love how David can push ahead with his deep, honest expressions, and since we have the written records today – preserved for us for over 3,000 years – we know God didn’t take him out for the transparency of his soul and the audacity to put it on external speaker.  While I don’t express exactly like David, I have asked Him, from time to time, why He chooses to allow some situations that I consider to be wrongs against me, and why He doesn’t vindicate me and settle some scores I think need His attention!  Not now, right-now!
There’s a resolution to the inner conflict that David always seems to find and express.  I have to confess that when I’m all worked up over something – all wrapped around the axle – I really don’t want a resolution to the problem . . . right then.  I want a little more pity-party time, and I want to bring in some supportive sentiment for my pain before I stop to resolve the issue in such a holy dissolve and resolve.  “Trust God?  Right here?  Right now?  I can’t say this, out loud, with you listening, but I’m not ready to let God in on my emotions and bring some sort of healing . . . quite yet . . . thank you very much!”
And David finishes this canto with: “But I trust in your unfailing love; my heart rejoices in your salvation.  I will sing to the Lord, for he has been good to me.”  (NIV – verses 5-6)  I do love how the King James Version phrases some of this:  “But I have trusted in thy mercy . . .”  Mercy suggests I shoulda got the bad when I actually got the good.  And:  “I will sing unto the Lord, because he hath dealt bountifully with me.”  Mmmmm . . . a song in my soul, that probably spills out in my voice, and it’s all because God has brought abundance to my heart. 
So, when I finally put my hurt feelings aside, and actually want to find the beauty of God’s abundance for my soul, I find it!  I found it!  It’s right here!  Can you see it?