Many think prayer should be dignified as if God would take offence at our saying what we really felt.
I yell out to my God … with all my might, (Psalm-77:1-Message)
Sometimes life demands prayers that yell.
my life was an open wound that wouldn’t heal.
Constant pain, aggravated by the least stress presses our character. Our world collapses to pain management and love for others is challenging. Yes, we yell to God.
When friends said, “Everything will turn out all right,”
I didn’t believe a word they said. (Psalm-77:2)
Others, who have not suffered, patronise us with words they want to be true to protect their theology.
I go over the days one by one, …. I strum my lute all through the night, wondering how to get my life together. (Psalm-77:5-6)
Such pain is a lonely place. We are alone with our thoughts and our music.
Once again I’ll go over what God has done, lay out on the table the ancient wonders. (Psalm-77:11-12)
When we realise we are unable to put our lives back together we seek God again. We need to rediscover who the God of the Bible really is.
You … walked straight through roaring Ocean, but nobody saw you … hidden in the hands of Moses and Aaron, (Psalm-77:19-20)
Our pondering from pain brings us to new understanding of how God works.
I yell at the top of my lungs. He listens. (Psalm-77:1-Message)
No explanations are given, but we do come to know him deeper, and are assured that he is listening.
For a more in depth study – The undignified prayer