“You, but You, Yahweh - how long?” -Psalm 6:3 If the troubles of this life are only the cover and title page, You have let them play out in slow motion, turning milliseconds into a feature film. Yet I know when sickness ends, it appears to have only been a flash in the rearview mirror, a brief and passing nightmare that fades from memory at first light. Still, Yahweh, can You stretch this moment any longer? Can You milk this moment of separation and sorrow after it has been wrung dry? What is left of my false self? Where is my true me still in chains? Reveal to me where You are working in my life, rescue me, save me from all that is not of You, in others and within myself. You have done it, please do it again. Amen.
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