apparently I’m a teenage girl

Last Friday I was called a teenage girl. And it wasn’t the first time.

It’s happened twice now. In a matter of months.

Both times happened at the youth group I help lead. And both times it was said as a compliment. (I think.)

Last Friday we were pouring over David’s cry from the depths in Psalm 25. We were wrestling with the couplet at the heart of his prayer — where he asks God to draw near to guide and protect him, his anointed one:

Turn to me and be gracious to me,
for I am lonely and afflicted.

We were exploring, why does David say that he is lonely exactly?

Hurting we could understand. Desperate and hard pressed? Yep. Makes sense. Acutely aware of his own guilt and possible (maybe even probable) contribution to his plight? Tick.

But lonely? Why is that?

I ventured to suggest that maybe David was feeling lonely in his afflicted and besieged state (surrounded by his enemies) because that’s what hard times tend to do.

At least, that’s what they do to me. They makes my world shrink — so the pain is all I see. And, in doing so, they leave me feeling cut off — like no-one could possibly understand how hard life’s become for me.

That’s when I got called a teenage girl.

Apparently, this is something teenage girls resonate with. I’m not sure I want to encourage catastrophising. But if we do with our hardships what David does — casting ourselves on the Lord’s mercy — then maybe that’s not such a bad thing…

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