But I cry to you for help, O Lord;
in the morning my prayer comes before you.
Why, O Lord, do you reject me
and hide your face from me?
From my youth I have been afflicted and close to death;
I have suffered your terrors and am in despair.
Your wrath has swept over me;
your terrors have destroyed me.
All day long they surround me like a flood;
they have completely engulfed me.
You have taken my companions and loved ones from me;
the darkness is my closest friend.
Psalm 88:13-18
I love the Psalms the more and more I read them. I get tired of neat off the shelf spiritual answers to life's mysteries and difficulties, but in the Psalms I feel peace. The Psalmists have it right. Tell God how it is, pour out your hearts to Him. Remember the things He's done for you and praise Him for who He is. Ask Him for what you need. And then just remember that it will all come good in the end, because that's what He does best.
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