I only just published this today, but wrote this entry December 5, 2007. Many of the verses I read that Wednesday night was just the nourishment my soul needed (and still needs very much). That particular verse from Psalm 27, however, was the salve I needed after being cut by the truth of a different portion of scripture (see my previous entry, “sticker shock”).
i hate to use the cliche, but this week’s been an emotional rollercoster ride for me. plot my outlook on a graph and you’ll see one very erratic line.
the small group leader’s meeting was postponed because of the area’s first snow. i took this evening as a chance to hide in my closet and “practice His presence.” i was praying aloud through a few psalms.
then i came across psalm 27:10 – “though my father and mother forsake me, the LORD will receive me.” (tniv)
