142. David in the cave. His plea for help. From the cave! Who hears it? The echo, against cold rock walls. Only he can hear it, a torture in its own right. What an utterly, totally debilitating darkness! "When my spirit fainteth within me--Thou knowest my path--in the way wherein I walk have they hidden a snare for me." Stumbling through the darkness, feet caught in the thick, no way out. "Bring my soul out of prison, that I may give thanks unto Thy name." We cannot adequately address the situation until we are recovered.
143. The near-death experience of persecution. "For the enemy hath persecuted my soul; he hath crushed my life down to the ground; he hath made me to dwell in the dark places, as those that have been long dead." But the reaching out and up is the restorative act. First prompted by the meditative act of remembering, which in Judaism's conceptualization, is followed by immediate action. "I remember the days of old; I meditate on all Thy doing; I muse on the work of Thy hands." And like a plant reaching toward the sun, our arms stretch toward the Source of Life while our feet root in rivers deep underground. "I spread forth my hands unto Thee; my soul thirsteth after Thee as a weary land. Selah." Again, our turn outward from the absorption of our own all-consuming depression to the joy of service to others is here expressed: "Teach me to do Thy will, for Thou art my God; let Thy good spirit lead me in an even land."
144. Moral striving as a physical barricade of protection. Here expressed in the radical differentiation between man's pathetic insignificance and God's power and majesty. Love and protection find their source in this idea, not in the musings of our own design.