I am the Psalmist…

I am the Psalmist. I too have a history of crying out to God, reminding Him of all that I do for Him and asking Him the “whens” and the “whys”… When Lord? When will you avenge? Why Lord? Why have you allowed this? And I too have a history of telling Him when He...

Crying Out To God…

Seeking, longing, searching… this poor Psalmist is waiting on the Lord to deliver him from this affliction. He is trying to remain strong, but he is growing weary, feeling as though he could faint. His eyes are tired from looking for glimpses of God. Have you ever...

When Fear Grips Us…

“Mama… I can’t sleep. I’m so afraid. So afraid something bad is going to happen to all of us,” she says with tears streaming down her beautiful face. Fear. This sweet girl of mine has recently been struggling with a crippling fear that something bad is going to...