I sit in a funk, despondent in my present circumstances. And since I am the only one talking to myself tonight, it's hard to know if I have fully repented or keep taking it back? You see, this is about how others are responding to me---and it shouldn't be. May we all find a deeper trust, an abandoned surrender.
"Is any afflicted? Let him pray; and let him in prayer pour out his complaint to God. The people of God do so here; they complain not of evils feared, but of evils felt." Matthew Henry. And that touches something in me. May I look at what is happening and then gaze at God's Pardoning Mercy, God's Sanctifying Grace, and God's Kind Hand of Providence. We owe everything in our lives today to His Mercy. Under the Mercy. And we are attached to the Giver of Grace. Under the Grace. Identified with the Giver of All. Restore us this day, O God.
COME BOLDLY: Timeless Prayers
Dear Father, the Giver of Grace. We need Your touch this day. May we come to You with our woes and not to any man. Restore unto me the joy of my salvation in this despondent day.
PHOTO: Rock Springs. The no-filter view from my balcony as I stand in a rough patch and cry out to the Giver of Grace.