Though I walk in the midst of trouble, thou wilt revive me:
thou shalt stretch forth thine hand against the wrath of mine enemies,
and thy right hand shall save me.
The Lord will perfect that which concerneth me:
thy mercy, O Lord, endureth for ever:
forsake not the works of thine own hands.
There is a window in your heart
through which you can see God.
Once upon a time that window was clear.
Your view of God was crisp.
You could see God as vividly
as you could see a gentle valley or hillside.
Then, suddenly, the window cracked.
A pebble broke the window.
A pebble of pain.
And suddenly God was not so easy to see.
The view that had been so crisp had changed.
You were puzzled.
God wouldn’t allow something like this to happen,
When you can’t see Him, trust Him . . .
Jesus is closer than you’ve ever dreamed.
In the Eye of the Storm, Max Lucado
Trust Him . . . Today
With my prayers, desiring yours, Leslie.