“My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?
Why are you so far from saving me, from the words of my groaning?
O my God, I cry by day, but you do not answer,
and by night, but I find no rest.
Yet you are holy,
enthroned on the praises of Israel.”
(Psalm 22:1-3 ESV)
Jesus cried out from the cross. Flesh torn bear and sticking to the dry rough wooden cross. Lungs barely able to gasp for air. The wrath of God poured out upon him for the iniquities of those who would be saved.
“Eloi, Eloi, lema sabachthani?…My God, My God, why have you forsaken me?”
But even as Jesus cried the words of the Psalm 22 I believe there was a hope and trust in God. Quoting the Psalm, his cry of only one line doesn’t tell the whole story of the Psalm or of Christ’s emotions. As we read the Psalm, we watch as David lays out his pleas before God for deliverance. Raw emotions pour forth from the hand of the song writer but it ends in a surprising place.
