“You have wrapped yourself with a cloud
so that no prayer can pass through.” – Lamentations 3:44
Lamentations …
It’s a great title.
This is exactly what you get –
five poems lamenting the destruction of Jerusalem.
Lamentations …
It’s an honest cry.
It’s the book that wonders where God is
when bad things are happening.
“You have wrapped yourself with a cloud
so that no prayer can pass through.” – Lamentations 3:44
Will God ever feel close again?
The questions are real;
they still are.
You won’t find easy answers in these poems.
You’ll find lament.
There is comfort in lament.
This should be said again.
There is comfort in lament.
You will find that the poet is a singer of sorrows,
and the poems are anguished wailings.
And while it seems that God is wrapped in a cloud
and no prayer passes through,
there is actually a brief moment when
there is something to hold onto —
Steadfast love, never ceasing,
constant mercies, never coming to an end;
they are new every morning. (Lamentations 3:23,24)
Lament, faithfully rendered
makes space
for
hope.
