Psalm 77 is the story of a troubled man’s lament. He questions whether God has permanently forsaken him, languishing on his bed. For 10 verses he speaks depression, until, at last, the rhetorical questions give way to a declaration of remembrance. “I shall remember the deeds of the Lord.” He proclaims, to himself, the mysterious ways of God, and yet how in those inscrutable ways, He has been faithful to Israel.
“Your way was in the sea, and your paths in the mighty waters, and your footsteps may not be known. You led your people like a flock by the hand of Moses and Aaron.”
May l have such faith, when there is no present deliverance to speak of, to extrapolate from the countless and constant faithfulnesses of God in situations where I have been similarly troubled, and declare the goodness of God, to his glory.