Even in my wanderings....

There are those days that I have to say to myself, "Don't quit."

"You can not quit."

"You've come to far to give up now." 

Days that are hard and ugly and gray. 

Days that my heart just wants to give way. 

Days that I just do not understand. 

But....


.....How I do love that word.  So much so that I am going to say it again.

But. 

I know the presence of His outstretched hand. 

My Lord. 

My God. 

My Ever-Present Help in time of need. 

You see me.  You know my need.  

And You are gracious to allow me to crumble under the weight of this struggle. 

To empty.

For in my weakness, You become my strength.

Even in my wanderings my spirit testifies. 

You. Are. Good.

And You. Are. Faithful.

Psalm 84

¹ How lovely is your dwelling place,
    Lord Almighty!
² My soul yearns, even faints,
    for the courts of the Lord;
my heart and my flesh cry out
    for the living God.

⁴ Blessed are those who dwell in your house;
    they are ever praising you.

⁵ Blessed are those whose strength is in you,
    whose hearts are set on pilgrimage.
⁶ As they pass through the Valley of Baka, (known as the Valley of Weeping)
    they make it a place of springs;
    the autumn rains also cover it with pools.
⁷ They go from strength to strength,
    till each appears before God in Zion.

¹⁰ Better is one day in your courts
    than a thousand elsewhere;
I would rather be a doorkeeper in the house of my God
    than dwell in the tents of the wicked.
¹¹ For the Lord God is a sun and shield;
    the Lord bestows favor and honor;
no good thing does he withhold
    from those whose walk is blameless.

¹² Lord Almighty,
    blessed is the one who trusts in you.