I’m thinking that by this time, this guy Asaph was old; he’d seen a lot. As he pours out his heart to God, you can hear his pain and frustration and confusion. I love his raw yet respectful honesty before God. I also love how these verses so exquisitely illustrate what Satan tries to do in our lives today, and I mean the lives of Christians, dedicated believers in Jesus. After all, our hearts are now the Continue reading “Not My Poetry (but I still claim it!)”