1 To you I call, O LORD my Rock;
do not turn a deaf ear to me.
For if you remain silent,
I will be like those who have gone down to the pit.
2 Hear my cry for mercy
as I call to you for help,
as I lift up my hands
toward your Most Holy Place.
3 Do not drag me away with the wicked,
with those who do evil,
who speak cordially with their neighbors
but harbor malice in their hearts.
Do you ever have one of those days or one of those weeks where you just KNOW that the devil is on a mission to rob, kill, or destroy whatever he can lay his hands on?
One of those days or weeks where the only way you keep from sliding into the nearest pit is by digging your nails into the ground and holding on with all your might?
Well, I have had one of those weeks……….
In spite of the work we accomplished on Adrienne’s Angel Memory Boxes or the delivery of a Basket of Hope through a teacher-friend in a nearby town….
The devil has somehow allowed me to get so near a pit of depression and anger that I just about fell in!
Thank you, dearest of friends, for lending me your ear this afternoon to get some things off my chest. I don’t know what I’d do without you.
It’s been a tough day. I’m not going to pretend everything is perfect. It’s just not.
But God is tougher. His plans are higher.
So, as I yawn and think about the fact that I have to speak at a church tomorrow on “Finding Peace,” I feel certain the devil has caused me to face this “peace-less” week in hopes of destroying any message God may share through me.
Please pray that I can regain my strength and peace by tomorrow!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I am hanging on for dear life!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!