Playlist of Prayers?

What I’ve realized is that in the book of Psalms, David went to the Most High about everything that was happening in his life.

Anything he dealt with, he brought before Him and pleaded his cause.

David constantly sought the Most High—not only about his feelings, but also his worries, his enemies, his future, on behalf of others, and even concerning his own sins and trespasses. He stayed in prayer. He stayed connected.

And while in distress, David never failed to give Yahuah praise and made it his business to remind himself—and us—of who Yahuah is despite his circumstances.

When I think about that, I realize David seemed to understand something I didn’t always understand.

David knew he could go to Yahuah about everything.

His fears.
His pain.
His questions.
His victories.
His failures.

And maybe because of that closeness and intimacy, he had faith that Yahuah would come through for him despite what he was enduring.

Does this sound like you?

I’m not going to lie—a lot in my life, I made the decision to wallow in my pain, worries, fears, and distresses.

I knew I could go to Yahuah, but not to this depth.

I thought He’d get tired of my many issues.

I didn’t know that I could go to Him about every single thing that caused concern, grief, confusion, fear—or even things that seemed too small to mention.

But scripture paints a different picture.

“Hast thou not known? hast thou not heard, that the everlasting God, the LORD, the Creator of the ends of the earth, fainteth not, neither is weary…”
— Isaiah 40:28 (KJV)

Yahuah does not grow tired.

And He does not stop watching.

“Behold, he that keepeth Israel shall neither slumber nor sleep.”
— Psalm 121:4 (KJV)

If He does not sleep and He does not grow weary, then maybe I don’t have to be afraid to bring Him my prayers again and again.

Maybe that’s part of what David understood.

Psalms almost feels like a playlist of prayers—a collection of cries, worship, repentance, gratitude, questions, waiting, remembering, and trust.

And what I keep seeing over and over is this:

David kept going back.

Maybe that’s the invitation for us too.

Not to hide.

Not to carry everything alone.

But to go to our Father.

Again.

And again.

And again.


Even if we may seem that we’re on repeat.

-Toniray





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