And what really caught my attention this morning was, “as they lie in their beds.”
Their beds. Our beds. Whether we’re sick or in pain... where once the bed was a place of mourning, can now be the sweet spot to meet Jesus. “ I am worn out from sobbing. All night I flood my bed would weeping, drenching it with my tears.” Psalm 6:6.
On our beds… Let us sing, meditate on the Word of God, commune with the Lord, remember His loving kindness and superior goodness. We must keep in mind that the Lord gives us safety when we sleep. Psalm 4:8 says, “In peace I will lie down and sleep, for You alone, O Lord, will keep me safe.”
Oh rejoicing in sorrow and sickness and pain is most difficult… but we must always be trying. Just try it. Go as far as you can. Take that small step. Read His word, even if it’s focusing on one single verse that brings some hope. Listen to a worship song that ignites your spirit. Charles Spurgeon says, “Wherever there is grace there will be glory.”
And I believe that the highest level of our praise comes from a voice within a body racked with pain.
And why our bed? Because this is the place of seclusion… There is the place where you are all alone. Even within the stillness of your heart, if not with your voice… No, especially there! This is where true, authentic worship and praise is really determined.
Our bed of pain and suffering is the greatest opportunity we have to demonstrate our sincere devotion to God.
He is beautifully promoted by bedridden praise!
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