The Psalms invite raw honesty before God, like carbon dioxide expelled to make room for oxygen. David’s cry—“My God, why have you abandoned me?”—mirrors Jesus’ agony on the cross. Emotional waste must be exhaled: grief, doubt, rage. Only then can gospel truth fill lungs starved for hope. This rhythm—exhale poison, inhale grace—mirrors creation’s design. To bury pain is to suffocate; to voice it is to worship. [11:42]
“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.” (Psalm 22:1-2, ESV)
Reflection: Where in your life have you plastered a “fine” over a “why?” What specific ache or anger might God be inviting you to exhale today?
A mother worm drills into bark, dying so her young might live—her body staining them crimson. David’s cry “I am a worm” foreshadows Jesus’ sacrifice: pierced hands, split garments, scarlet redemption. The cross transforms shame into a banner. What others mock as weakness becomes the tattoo of salvation. Suffering, when surrendered, births life. [26:37]
“But I am a worm and not a man, scorned by mankind and despised by the people. All who see me mock me; they make mouths at me; they wag their heads.” (Psalm 22:6-7, ESV)
Reflection: When has a season of feeling “less than” (like a “worm”) later revealed God’s purpose? How might your present struggle be staining others with hope?
Crucifixion dislocates. Psalm 22’s shift from “my bones are out of joint” to “I will proclaim your name” mirrors Friday’s agony and Sunday’s anthem. Jesus’ thirst on the cross becomes our invitation: taste redemption. What feels like death throes in your life might be the prelude to resurrection’s chorus. [29:17]
“I will tell of your name to my brothers; in the midst of the congregation I will praise you: You who fear the Lord, praise him! All you offspring of Jacob, glorify him!” (Psalm 22:22-23, ESV)
Reflection: What “disjointed” area—relationships, health, dreams—needs trusting surrender? How could praising God for His faithfulness shift your perspective today?
David’s psalm ends with a promise: generations unborn will hear. The crucified Messiah’s story outlives mockers. Baptismal waters ripple into eternity—each splash a proclamation to future souls. Your story, woven into His, becomes a hymn for those not yet breathing. [32:27]
“Posterity shall serve him; it shall be told of the Lord to the coming generation; they shall come and proclaim his righteousness to a people yet unborn, that he has done it.” (Psalm 22:30-31, ESV)
Reflection: What part of your journey with Jesus feels most urgent to share with the next generation? How can you “declare” it this week beyond words?
Mark’s morning ritual—five Psalms, raw and real—taught him to hold joy and grief in tension. Like David’s honest cries, our daily “breathing” sustains faith. Whether drowning or dancing, the Psalms give voice. Consistency, not eloquence, anchors the soul. [09:34]
“I will praise you in the great congregation; in the mighty throng I will praise you. The afflicted shall eat and be satisfied; those who seek him shall praise the Lord!” (Psalm 22:25-26, ESV)
Reflection: Which Psalm verse could you carry today as both exhale and inhale? How might turning to the Psalms daily reshape your honesty with God?
Psalm 22 sings the move from raw anguish to loud praise. David opens by exhaling grief without a filter, “My God, my God, why have you abandoned me,” then keeps breathing until trust finds voice again. The psalm, read as a song not a treatise, holds the whole range of human feeling and gives language when a sufferer has none. The Psalms in general work like breathing: they help a heart expel its waste, then draw in oxygen that keeps faith alive. The common lie says following Jesus makes everything “fine.” Psalm 22 drags that lie into the light, makes space for honest pain, and then fills that space with gospel truth.
Jesus places himself inside this song. The eternal Son had known only perfect fellowship with the Father. On the cross he piled sin on himself until, in Paul’s words, he became sin. That is why the Face turned away. The deepest agony was not the whip or the thorns, but the rupture a sinner feels every day. Psalm 22 had sketched that agony centuries earlier: mocked like a fraud, called a worm, poured out like water, bones out of joint, tongue stuck, hands and feet pierced, clothes gambled away. David wrote about David, but the Spirit wrote about Jesus too. Even the possible image of a scarlet worm fixed to a tree to feed her offspring throws a shadow of the cross.
Then the hinge turns. “Save me …” falls into “You answered me.” Lament shifts to proclamation. Hebrews puts the line “I will proclaim your name to my brothers and sisters” on Jesus’ lips. The second half swells into worldwide worship: ends of the earth remember, nations bow, kingship belongs to the Lord. The final stanza reaches into time and grabs the future: a people not yet born will be told what he has done. That is this generation. The psalm invites each sufferer to breathe out grief and breathe in Christ. He knows betrayal, bereavement, temptation, and pain. More than that, he bore sin and the God-forsakenness it deserves. So exhale honestly, but do not stop there. Inhale the gospel by trusting Jesus, then say so in the assembly. Baptism and song become the church’s inhale, a public yes to the God who answered.
When Jesus piled your sin and my sin onto himself until he became sin itself. And it was because of this that the father turned his face away. For the first time ever, there was this disconnect now. This disconnect, this that we experience every single day because of our sin. And this was the ultimate suffering that Jesus faced. It wasn't the whips. It wasn't the crown of thorns. It wasn't the the spear in his side. It was the separation from his father that caused him to cry out, Eli, Eli, my god. My god.
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Now at this point, David's psalm takes a turn. Look at this. He says, save me from the lion's mouth, from the horns of the wild oxen. And then I think you can put this huge pause in right there. Because then David cries out, wait. You you did it. You you answered me. He he cried out to be saved, and he is saved. And then there's this transition in the Psalm from the crucifixion to the resurrection, from the exhale to the inhale. And he says, I will proclaim your name to my brothers and sisters. I will praise you in the assembly.
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Like, the whole thing is a giant blinking arrow pointing to Jesus about how Jesus is the one who hears our cries. He is the one who he the ends of the earth will will proclaim his name and remember him, that he is the one who will rule over all the nations. And the crowning moment for us today is the very last bit where it says their descendants will serve him. The next generation will be told about the lord. They will come and declare his righteousness to a people yet to be born. They will declare what he has done. are the people yet to be born. David wrote the psalm a thousand years before Jesus walked the earth. He wrote it three thousand years before you were born. And it's about him, and it's about Jesus, and it's about you.
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to Emmaus and explained about all this, the early church got it. Like, you start reading the New Testament. You start seeing all these psalms quoted, about Jesus. And so as we work through Psalm 22 here, I want you to look for three people. I want you to look for David. I want you to look for Jesus, and I want you to look for you. David starts by exhaling some emotional garbage. He says, my god. My god. Why have you abandoned me? Why have you why have you forsaken me? Have you ever felt that way toward god? I have.
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