Thursday, October 3, 2013
On the 21st, my father passed away unexpectedly. I don't have all the thoughts that are in my head figured out...sometimes they seem rather incoherent. But right now, I find my comfort in this: “Be merciful to me, LORD, for I am faint; O LORD, heal me, for my bones are in agony. My soul is in anguish. How long, O LORD, how long? Turn, O LORD, and deliver me; save me because of your unfailing love” (Psalm 6:2-4). “I am weary with my sighing; Every night I make my bed swim, I dissolve my couch with my tears. My eye has wasted away with grief” (Psalm 6:6-7 NASB). My husband and I feel like we've been beaten up, but as my mother said, we're not beaten down.