Not sure at this point that I'm even entirely ready to cry out to God. There's still a lot of things leaving a foul taste in my mouth. It's been a really rough few days. But if I was going to cry out, I'd start here, with a verse I read in the Psalms last night.
Oh, give me back my joy again;
you have broken me -
now let me rejoice.
(Psalm 51:8)
Sunday, August 31, 2008
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