Psalm 3 (The Message)
1-2 God! Look! Enemies past counting! Enemies sprouting like mushrooms,
Mobs of them all around me, roaring their mockery:
“Hah! No help for him from God!”
3-4 But you, God, shield me on all sides;
You ground my feet, you lift my head high;
With all my might I shout up to God,
His answers thunder from the holy mountain.
5-6 I stretch myself out. I sleep.
Then I’m up again—rested, tall and steady,
Fearless before the enemy mobs
Coming at me from all sides.
7 Up, God! My God, help me!
Slap their faces,
First this cheek, then the other,
Your fist hard in their teeth!
8 Real help comes from God.
Your blessing clothes your people!
I love Psalms like this because it reminds me that even our favorite Biblical heroes had troubles and hard times. It also shows us how they responded to such times. It’s always interesting to me the way that the Psalms are written and how we read them. In this one we have David who is surrounded by enemies and what does he do, he tells God, he doesn’t ask he tells, to help him. I think we are too timid when we ask for help from God. We say, “God I know your busy and all, but if you could maybe spare a second to help.” Maybe we should say, “God, I know you are so awesome and You created the universe and me, but I need you to help me so come over here and help me out.” Maybe a please would be nice, but David didn’t use please so . . . Anyway, be bold in your requests, I know I will try to be.