All the day my enemies taunt me; those who deride me use my name for a curse. For I eat ashes like bread and mingle tears with my drink, because of your indignation and anger; for you have taken me up and thrown me down. My days are like an evening shadow; I wither away like grass.
A prayer request came in a few minutes ago for a family in NY who lost two sons and their home in a fire with an infant daughter in an ICU in Boston. It is unimaginable to me that there could be any comfort in this situation but the parents are in Your Hands. Sit beside them, Lord, send Your messengers to console them in their grief
Today’s readings in the Psalms:
Morning: Psalm 27
Mid-day: 119:65-72
Evening: Psalm 102
