Learning to pray with the imprisoned
“O daughter Babylon, you devastator!...Happy shall they be who take your little ones and dash them against the rock!” (Psalm 137:8-9).
Yes, you read that correctly. This is a psalm about dashing babies against rocks. A really jarring realization for me even to type. Sometimes it’s easy to forget that the psalms aren’t all prayers of thanksgiving or joy. They are also the pleas of a people who feel like they were forgotten by God. People so lost and desperate and angry that they dreamed about killing the children of the people who were subjecting them to slavery.