"To you I call, O Lord my Rock; do not turn a deaf ear to me. For if you remain silent, I wil be like those who have gone down to the pit. Hear my cry for mercy as I call to you for help, as I lift up my hands toward your Most Holy Place." So said David in Psalm 28:1-2 (NIV)
How I love the Psalms. They are themselves a place of refuge for a weary heart.
My life right now contains a strange mixture of calamity and blessing. Each day holds its own strangeness. The details do not matter. Most of you know exactly what I mean.
But, God is good and he is still on the throne - which means, he is in charge and I can trust him.
So, trust him I will.
"The Lord is the strength of his people, a fortress of salvation for his anointed one. Save your people and bless your inheritance; be their shepherd and carry them forever" (Psalm 28:8-9 NIV). Amen and Amen.
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