This has been a hard season for our family. Were it to be seen as weather it would be characterized as tornadoes, lightening strikes out of nowhere, long days of darkness wondering if the light would shine again.
Tears have spilled like rain. Hearts ripped open like bolts of lightning splitting the sky.
In rebellion we hope.
In spite of lives broken, dreams silenced, direction unclear….we hope.
When there seems no way to mend, fix, repair, we hope.
At times I’m not sure I believe in hope but without it I am lost.
My confidence is failing.
Expectations gone.
Assurance replaced with doubt.
Still I hope.
Hear my cry, O God
Give heed to my prayer
From the ends of the earth I call to Thee
When my heart is faint
Lead me to the rock that is higher than I
For Thou hast been a refuge for me
And a tower of strength against the enemy
A tower of strength against the enemy
Psalm 61
A favorite version of this scripture put to music by Matthew Ward.
Debby Hudson, creative 
Praying for you even as we speak, kind friend …
xo
Thank you, Linda. ♡
Sending you so much love and hope. I am always here, so reach out if you are in need. You and your family are in my prayers.
Thank you so very much. Prayers for peace of mind and heart are exactly what’s needed. ♡