Via: Christianity Today an interview with musican Micheal Card. I’ve heard a few of his songs, one done with The Brooklyn Choir.  He has a book out: A Sacred Sorrow and a new CD, The Hidden Face of God.

When my nephew died, it was a long, drawn-out cancer, and I was thinking more about trying to support my brother. When my sister lost her first child, the child was blind, had an open spine and many other birth defects. The child died after two months. I could see the sense in that. When my sister lost her second child 13 months later, it really affected me. The child died at two months old of a ruptured appendix. In many ways, our family fragmented and never recovered from that. My sister and her husband divorced and my brother and his wife split up. It was devastating for our family. That was when I had the big struggle and questions. And I shook my fist at God.

He goes on to talk about lament and why it is easier to believe we can fix things, instead of understanding God wants to give us Himself.

We can’t worship God without recognizing our woundedness. We have a worship revolution going on in the U.S., but we’re not worshiping. There is no woundedness in it. True worship celebrates God’s worth, and without experiencing woundedness, you don’t know his worth. You don’t have that experience of God’s presence over God’s provision. You experience his worth in the wilderness, not in the picnic grounds. “Amazing Grace” says, “I once was lost, but now am found.” Without that acknowledgment of loss, what do you have to worship him for, unless you’re just worshiping feeling good? Lament is the lost language of worship.