I have a confession to make. For years I avoided reading the Psalms in my personal devotion time. I think that somewhere in my prideful heart I assumed that the Psalms were for people who couldn't handle the rest of the Bible. In my mind they had become a kind of, “Bible Lite.” This attitude was full of pride, obviously, and since I’m confessing this to you, you've probably guessed that at some point I must have had a change of heart – and you’d be right. It wasn't many years ago that I reached the end of myself. Have you been there? The uttermost, absolute end of yourself? While I stood there at the end--the end of me, the end of me knowing where my life was heading, what my purpose was, what to do and not to do, say and not to say, it was there, in that place of utter desperation and brokenness that I discovered The Psalms. Oh where had they been all my life? How could I have possibly disdained them? Why did I never devour them before? What a prideful fool I had been. So … [Read more...]