The kind of out-of-sorts that feels almost impossible to kick. I am feeling the ache of brokenness, the ripple effects of sin and the agony of waiting for restoration.
Lord Jesus, when?
Politics and social (in)justice and people teaming up with each other to use opinions as jagged edged weapons...
It's exhausting and makes me want to run away. It makes me want to weep.
It makes me wonder how to respond, how to feel, how to believe. My heart longs the way the earth longs for its redemption.
Lord Jesus, when?
Maybe you're with me today and peace is hard to find. My weary eyes found words that poured refreshment into my emotionally haggard heart:
"The LORD sits enthroned over the flood. The LORD is enthroned as King forever. The LORD gives strength to His people, the Lord blesses His people with peace."
{ Psalm 29 }
And the Lord spoke these truths, as an anchor, slowing my tumultuous feelings:
He is on His throne.
He gives me strength.
He is and will always be King.
I must be ruled by His peace.
He has the victory.
May these words bless your heart (wherever it's at today) as they have blessed mine.
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