It’s such a gloriously strange thing to believe in a God who gives you living hope. The past couple days have been so infuriating and tiring spiritually for some reason, yet in the middle of it all there’s some odd mix of all that exhaustion with a joy that just springs from knowing God is in control. I can imagine this is what it was like when all those Psalmists wrote those praises to God. Well truly praise Him for everything, and for the joy He provides no matter the situations surrounding us.
“The Lord is my strength and my shield; my heart trusts in him, and he helps me. My heart leaps for joy, and with my song I praise him.” - Psalm 28:7
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symphosanna said:
preach it brutha
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