We Rest Our Fears
I had plans for this week. I knew who I was going to visit in the nursing home and hospital. I had plans for meetings. I was good to go. I had been sick, but felt like I could carefully dig back into the ministry of my internship.That was my plan. Then along came Wednesday night. I had seen the doctor during the day and we agreed I was making progress though I wasn't yet 100% better. All my plans went down the tubes as I had an asthma attack in the middle of the night. Rather than sleep, I coughed and wheezed and used my inhaler. It was scary and I was uncertain what else I should do. So much for my plans. This resonated so much with me as I read it. How about you? Out of the Depths I Cry to You Out of the depths I cry to you; O Lord, now hear me calling. Incline your ear to my distress in spite of my rebelling. Do not regard my sinful deeds. Send me the grace my spirit needs; Without it I am nothing. All things you send are full of grac...