O Lord, why do you cast me off? Why do you hide your face from me? Wretched and close to death from my youth up, I suffer your terrors; I am desperate. Your wrath has swept over me, your dread assaults destroy me. (Psalm 88: 14-16)

We often fail to see that our own free choice has resulted in an unintended consequence. Instead of our own errors, we perceive betrayal, conspiracy, and even persecution. The psalmists often claim that God has foresaken them. Yet soon, the same psalmist is praising the everlasting love of God.

I can push away those whom I love and love me. In my fears and preoccupations I can isolate myself and then feel neglected. A loving question or concerned comment can be heard as an attack. I am adept at self-defeating behavior.

We are needy. It is good to admit our need. It is helpful to reach out, even if like the psalmist we do so with an unjust complaint. In sharing our vulnerability we open ourselves to the healing power of love.