I kept thinking about Psalm 55.

Because of this fact I read it Tuesday morning. I will be honest, I never got past verse 5.

But is you, a man like myself, my companion, my close friend, with whom I once enjoyed sweet fellowship at the house

Listen to my prayer, O God do not ignore my plea; hear me and answer me. My thoughts trouble me and I am distraught because of what my enemy is saying, because of threats of the wicked; they bring down suffering on me and assail me in their anger.

It’s highlighted in my Bible and yet here I am still thinking about it the next day.

What is my plea? What are my troubling thoughts?

Today while I am scratching my head. (No, I don’t have cooties. It is my nerves or something related to my MS). I am reading it all again, the whole chapter as I was distracted yesterday.

But it is you, a man like myself, my companion, my close friend, with whom I once enjoyed sweet fellowship at the house of God.

Verses 13 & 14 caught me off guard and I had a hard time understanding.

I had forgotten we were created in His image. After a while, it dawned on me that our Lord & Savior was convicting or telling his friend what was naughty in His eyes.

He was being that friend that tells us the cold hard facts.