I'm feeling a bit overwhelmed with my health. It was very disappointing to be in the hospital and still not feel better or get any real answers about the episodes I've been having. I'm out now, but physically, I feel worse than when I went in.
One of my sisters in Christ posted a passage of Charles Spurgoen's commentary of Psalm 22 on Facebook, and it really spoke to my soul, so I wanted to share it:
Meditations on the Passion of the Messiah
"v.1:“My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me? This was the startling cry of Golgotha: Eloî Eloî lama sabacthani! The Jews mocked, but the angels adored when Jesus cried this exceeding bitter cry. Nailed to the tree we behold our great Redeemer in extremities, and what see we? Let us gaze with holy wonder, and mark the flashes of light amid the awful darkness of that midday-midnight. Our Lord's faith beams forth and deserves our reverent imitation; he keeps his hold upon his God with both hands and cries twice, “My God, my God!” Oh that we could imitate this cleaving to an afflicting God! Nor does the sufferer distrust the power of God to sustain him, for the title used - “El” - signifies strength, and is the name of the Mighty God. He knows the Lord to be the all-sufficient support and succour of his spirit, and therefore appeals to him in the agony of grief, but not in the misery of doubt. He would fain know why he is left, he raises that question and repeats it, but neither the power nor the faithfulness of God does he mistrust. What an enquiry is this before us! “Why hast thou forsaken me?”...A sight of self seen by penitence, and of Jesus on the cross seen by faith will best expound this question. Jesus is forsaken because our sins had separated between us and our God."