Buried

We often feel under an avalanche of wacky circumstances that crush & smother us

And we cry

God! you walked off & left us,

You’ve kicked our defenses to bits & stalked off angry.

Come back God. Oh please, come back!

You shook earth to the foundations, ripped open huge crevasses.

Heal the breaks! Everything’s coming apart at the seams.

You made Your people look doom in the face, then gave us cheap wine to drown our troubles.

Then you planted a flag to rally Your people, an unfurled flag to look to for courage.

Now do something quickly, answer right now, so the one You love best is delivered . …

Psalm 60:1-5 paraphrased

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