Everyone I know is tired. It could be me making them tired, but I am sure that I am not the center of everyone’s universe, the cause of everyone’s fatigue.
All of us need rest. All of us don’t get it. All of us are pushing, are working, are responding, are struggling, are trying. All of us are trying.
“Many are asking, ‘Who can show us any good?'”
That’s what people asked David in Psalm 4. That’s what many people ask now. Who can take care of us? Who can make good of this? Who can take a nothing day and suddenly make it all seem worthwhile? Who can we trust? Who can?
We try harder, but we cannot sleep. And we try to help sleep come and we try to help forgetfulness come but when whatever wears off, there we are. Awake and even more tired.
David says, “Look at me, God.”
Most translations say it more respectfully: “Let the light of your face shine on us, O Lord.” But what it means is “Look at me, God.”
“When people are asking who will bring good, God, I want you to look at me, I want to know that you see me, that you notice me. Because I know that if you are looking at me, you are seeing how terrible people are being, how messed up my life is, how much I am struggling. And if I know that you are looking at me, God, I know that I will find more energy than ever, more peace than ever, less worry than ever, more rest than ever.”
That’s my translation.
But here’s another: If I don’t have to jump up and down to get your attention, I will sleep in peace not exhaustion.
May you find sleep this weekend.