It's not been great today, Lord. Things have been spoken when they shouldn't have, things that should have been said were withheld. There have been anger, tears, sadness, despair, heartbreak, and feelings of loss and disappointment. I thank you, though, that at the end of the day, when all is silent, when the talk shows cease, and the tv is turned off, and the phones are put away for the night, that I can still hear your still small voice calling me to the foot of the cross. There I can find the peace I have been seeking all day long. There I can find and give forgiveness. There I can find the goodness and kindness I have been lacking. There I can receive the love I have so desperately needed today. There I can find hope to keep me going, if I keep my gaze fixed on you.
Today my Psalm, and it is my very favorite Psalm, is verse 126. I love this one because I lived it. Twice. Once in Salinas, it was my cry, and when we came home, my joy. When the Mr. was sick, it was also my cry, and again, my delight and joy, when we came home. Now it is my prayer again. What you did before, do again. Bring streams of water to the Negev, to the desert, and joy so wonderful that it is like we dream.
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