Pour out your heart

"In God is my salvation and my glory; the rock of my strength, and my refuge, is in God.  Trust in him at all times; ye people pour out your heart before him: God is a refuge for us, Selah." 

Psalm 62:7-8 

Sometimes I have a bad day.  Even though I'm saved and a Christian, I still have bad days from time to time.

I had a bad day this week.  It seemed as though I couldn't do anything right.  It was one of those days where I think I would have been more productive if I would have just stayed in bed but I didn't.  I went to work and struggled.  I came home and was still battling.  Then I went to church.  I didn't feel like going.  I felt like my emotions were just under the surface and the slightest little thing would puncture that surface and everything would come pouring out.

I've learned that many times when I may not "feel" like going to church, is often when I need to go the most.  That was true this week.  I went and tried to hide the emotions and the weariness as best I could.  I may have even been successful.  But I couldn't hide it from God.  He knew.  He knew all the weakness I have.  He knew all the times I had failed that day.

He was pleading for me to pour my heart out before Him.

I know He was because whenever I get like that:  go to church with a heavy heart, God works it out to speak to me either through the preaching or even through the song service.  This week, it was the song service.  One of the songs we sang that night was, "I Must Tell Jesus".

I must tell Jesus all of my trials; I cannot bear these burdens alone; In my distress, He kindly will help me, He ever loves and cares for His own.
I must tell Jesus!  I must tell Jesus! I cannot bear my burdens alone; I must tell Jesus!  I must tell Jesus!  Jesus can help me.  Jesus alone.
I must tell Jesus all of my troubles;  He is a kind, compassionate Friend;If I but ask Him, He will deliver, make of my troubles quickly an end.
Tempted and tried I need a great Savior, One who can help my burdens to bear;I must tell Jesus, I must tell Jesus, He all my cares and sorrows will share.
O how the world to evil allures me!  O how my heart is tempted to sin!  I must tell Jesus and He will help me over the world the victory to win!

I could barely make it through that song.  I knew that what I needed was just some quiet time, on my knees, pouring my heart out before God.  I couldn't put into words my day and my emotions or my thoughts to convey they to another person but with God, I don't have to worry about that because He knows!

"But I am poor and needy: yet the Lord thinketh upon me: thou art my help and my deliverer; make no tarrying, O my God."  Psalm 40:17

"Casting all your cares upon Him, for He careth for you."  1 Peter 5:7

I don't quite understand why God would care about me.  Why He would think upon me.  I am nothing.  I am poor and needy.  I am but mere flesh and I fail Him constantly.  Yet He is always there.  Always waiting to hear from me.  Always waiting for me to just pour my heart about before Him.