There are frightening…terrifying…things happening all over the world, in our country, in some of our own backyards. People fleeing terrors I can’t even fathom. There are thoughts crowded with fear and worry that run through the night, the morning and while you’re just trying to to scrub this morning’s eggs from the frying pan. It’s easy, it’s simple, it’s understandable to want to throw it all in, to hide away. To grab the keys and run. And yet…there is hope. Today, tomorrow, and during all of the unknown in the months to come, I will choose to dwell in that hope.
“Therefore my heart is glad, and my whole being rejoices; my flesh also dwells secure.”