Lord, confuse the wicked, confound their words, for I see violence and strife in the city. Day and night they prowl about on its walls; malice and abuse are within it. Destructive forces are at work in the city; threats and lies never leave its streets. If an enemy were insulting me, I could endure it; if a foe were rising against me, I could hide. But it is you, a man like myself, my companion, my close friend, with whom I once enjoyed sweet fellowship at the house of God, as we walked about among the worshippers.
How many of us are able to relate to the words of the psalmist? The psalmist has been let down by a close friend. Indeed, he has been let down by someone with whom he worshipped, someone with whom he once enjoyed 'sweet fellowship.' if you were to read the remainder of the psalm, you would get a glimpse into deep hurt. 'if it were an enemy,'...'if it a foe.' Had it been someone else, the psalmist could have coped. How would we respond? Would we, could we forgive?
Are we ready for the even harder question? What if we are the one who has horribly let down a friend? Honesty time here. I know I have let down friends from church from time to time.
Lord Jesus, against you only have I sinned. Forgive me. Amen.