PHILOKALIA MINISTRIES

Psalm 73 and the Slow Freedom from Complaint into Trust The psalmist does not hide his struggle. He places it naked before God. “How useless to keep my heart pure…”  is not the voice of rebellion, but of a wounded fidelity that has not yet learned how to breathe under the weight of affliction. Psalm 73 is the prayer of a man who has not abandoned God, yet feels betrayed by the logic of righteousness itself. He has washed his hands in innocence. He has guarded his heart. And s

O Lord, when I stand before You I am stripped of every illusion. There is no incense to veil the truth no gentle choir to drown out the rebellions of my heart. I see the wilderness within me and the barren stones that once I imagined were altars. It has been forty years and I still complain about the manna as though the work of Your hands should conform to the cravings of my tongue. I read of Meribah and Massah and I wince not because they seem distant but because they feel l