Where do I go to complain? To whom do I pour out my woes and accusations and problems and “fusses”?

Where do I go with my negativity? To whom do I vent my frustrations and problems and troubles?

Where do I go with my fears? To whom do I show those inner realities and depths and tentacles?

from Psalm 142:5

“I poured out my complaint before him; I shewed before him my trouble” (Psalm 142:2).

Oh, yeah . . . Him!

I mean no disregard and no disrespect by referring to Almighty God that way.

I just want to convey how easily I forget Him.

I have (what seems like) a lot of complaints and troubles. I need that reminder.

And this one:

“Bring my soul out of prison, that I may praise thy name” (Psalm 142:7).

Yes!