I wanted to give you something from the prophets today. So I went immediately to the book of Jonah, my favorite writing prophet on the subject of prayer.
Waiting. It’s empty here. They’re all gone. Left a little at a time. I’m still here to feel the silence, the stillness of every room. Community transformed, deformed. Waiting. When will you act? How long before you answer ancient prayer? It seems cruel to me, but just right to you. Waiting for them to return.Continue reading “Waiting”
O that my ways were directed to keep thy statutes! Psalm 119:5
O how long must I endure, Love I have not found, but in you. Thy law, my only solace, It is peace and satisfaction, My meditation; sweet bliss. All my hope, yet, The day I must endure. O how love I thy law! it is my meditation all the day. Psalm 119:97