a beautiful, beautiful woman
sent me a check. right from the
heart of God. right when i was
drowning. when anxiety consumed
i know Jesus tells us not
to worry; that He wants us to praise
Him and not be afraid but trust.
"oh, you afflicted one, tossed with
tempest, and not comforted, behold
I will lay your stones with colorful gems,
and lay your foundations with sapphires."
i have a child in crisis.
no matter how hard i try, i keep
remembering the van suddenly in
my face, and the crush of impact, and
flipping over and over. jan is not
well. you, too, have your sorrows and
fears and concerns.
i run to Jesus. i run into His arms.
i cry in His shoulder. i dip into the cool
waters of His promises. wash us, Jesus.
cleanse us from our humanity. lift our
faces up. make a way for us, Lord.
make a way. and give us courage
to walk in thanksgiving and praise.
"whoever trusts in the Lord shall be safe."