There are moments when you feel like God is refusing to help you, to listen to you, or that even if you cry for help it’s like He’s not moved.
Yet some have great testimonies of God; how He has never disappointed them. “They cried unto thee, and were delivered: they trusted in thee, and were not confounded” (Psalm 22:5) and verse 4 also says, “Our fathers trusted in thee: they trusted, and thou didst deliver them.” Then you wonder, what’s the problem, am I a worm?
Do you know, sometimes it’s noticeable in the eyes of all that God has stopped working in your life. Psalm 22:7-8 says, “All they that see me laugh me to scorn: they shoot out the lip, they shake the head, saying, He trusted on the Lord that he would deliver him: let him deliver him, seeing he delighted in him.”
Tell you what, there’s nothing wrong with that, especially when you walk in truth – it’s normal, even ok to ask “My God, my God why have you forsaken me?” Self reflection is like looking into a mirror and then describe what you see. Believers should be able to exercise introspection and show willingness to learn more, and assess themselves and their ways. To put it simply ‘reflection’ is thinking about something.
Why is self reflection important?
Reflecting helps you to develop your skills and review their effectiveness, rather than just carry on doing things as you have always done them. It is about questioning, in a positive way, what you do and why you do it and then deciding whether there is a better, or more efficient, way of doing it in the future. Psalm 26:2 says, “Examine me, O Lord, and prove me; try my reins and my heart.”
David was able to assess himself, and realised how his life was in danger. “But I am a worm, and no man; a reproach of men, and despised of the people.” Psalm 22:6
Yes God took him out of the womb, and made him to hope, (ref vs 10). But he feels his strength is dried up, and that God is far from him. “I am poured out like water, and all my bones are out of joint: my heart is like wax; it is melted in the midst of my bowels. My strength is dried up like a potsherd; and my tongue cleaveth to my jaws; and thou hast brought me into the dust of death. For dogs have compassed me: the assembly of the wicked have inclosed me: they pierced my hands and my feet. I may tell all my bones: they look and stare upon me.” Psalm 22:14-17
Psalm 142:1-7 says,
“I cried unto the Lord with my voice; with my voice unto the Lord did I make my supplication.  I poured out my complaint before him; I shewed before him my trouble.  When my spirit was overwhelmed within me, then thou knewest my path. In the way wherein I walked have they privily laid a snare for me.  I looked on my right hand, and beheld, but there was no man that would know me: refuge failed me; no man cared for my soul.  I cried unto thee, O Lord : I said, Thou art my refuge and my portion in the land of the living.  Attend unto my cry; for I am brought very low: deliver me from my persecutors; for they are stronger than I.  Bring my soul out of prison, that I may praise thy name: the righteous shall compass me about; for thou shalt deal bountifully with me.”
Having said that David realised it’s himself who needed deliverance; “My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me? why art thou so far from helping me, and from the words of my roaring?  But be not thou far from me, O Lord : O my strength, haste thee to help me. Deliver my soul from the sword; my darling from the power of the dog.” Psalm 22:1,19-20