Psalm 123 I look up to You for help.
Like servants, alert to their master's commands, like a maiden attending her lady.
We're watching and waiting, holding our breath, awaiting your word of mercy.
Mercy, God, mercy!
Psalm 125:1 - If you trust God, it will be well with you.
Not solved, always surrounded.
On all of your quirky sides.
You will be surrounded by your God.
Just like Mount Zion stands, you will stand strong, not shaken for always.
Like that mountain standing by Providence; like that holy mountain standing by Promise---the people of God. My world doesn't validate my parking ticket to exist. Or even my ticket to stop shaking. My God does.
PHOTO: Standing in front of Bob's mom and dad's house in Eatonville.
The sun at my back. So much unsolved in my life. Still Surrounded.
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