If the LORD
had not been my help,
my soul would soon have
lived in the land of silence.
When I thought,
"My foot slips,"
Your steadfast love,
O LORD, held me up.
When the cares
of my heart are many,
Your consolations
cheer my soul.
Psalm 94. 17-19
(Anxiety is not a
modern plague.
Anxiety through the ages
is trying to do this life
without God.
The cares of my heart
are the Hebrew words for
"When my anxious thoughts
multiply within me."
And invite in all their cousins
--fear, stress and despair.
When implies
a common occurrence.
But then....
Do we push back the darkness?
On what do we choose
to dwell?
When life shakes us
and makes us totter and fear,
God's lovingkindness
supports, sustains,
strengthens and holds us up
in unexpected ways.
Because He is our help,
we live differently.)
O LORD,
When anxiety comes
knocking at our door,
when fear sneaks
through the cracks,
grant us Your courage
to shout,
"you are not welcome here."
Almighty One,
You are our help.
We know that.
We have seen that.
Now is no different.
You grasp our hands
in slippery places.
Help us to walk with You
and bind ourselves to You.
On whatever treacherous cliff,
You already hold us tight.
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