I was one of those extremely emotional and sometimes out-of-control kind of kids. At least I was as a teenager. I still remember the feeling of helplessness during a teenaged meltdown. I’d get upset and begin crying, blubbering, seeing red (so to speak) and before I knew it my emotions were off the charts and I couldn’t reign them in for the life of me.
I’m glad to report that I haven’t behaved quite like that in a long time, but those emotional storms can still come my way occasionally. There are times when anger or hurt or frustration can grow (because I’ve neglected to deal with things one at a time) to the point that my feelings are encompassing me like an angry storm cloud. And if I don’t seek shelter immediately in the arms of my God, I know the raging winds, violent rains, and thunder and lightening are sure to follow.
I don’t know if you “just lose it” occasionally or not, but I know it happens to the best of us. The author of Psalm 77 indicates that he had gotten himself in such a temper tantrum–whether it was caused by self pity, anger, sadness, or frustration with circumstances–that he couldn’t see himself out of it. The emotional storm had erupted and he couldn’t seem to calm it.
More amazing, even when he called out to God, his spirit continued to be disturbed and grow faint with distress. Does that seem odd to you? Shouldn’t a simple cry for help to our God settle the storm? Not necessarily.
Listen to the psalmist’s words: