Corona Devo 3082
Lord, I came to You crying. Tears of empathy and sympathy and sincerity fell from my eyes and dripped from my heart. Some of my loved ones are suffering. The pain is real: physical pain, emotional anguish, and spiritual pain too. The pain. The pain. The pain. Do you hear me, Lord? I am hurting. I am crying out for others who are hurting. Pain, pain, pain of this world. It is real and palpable, and almost unbearable today. " Help, Lord! ", I cried in tears, and prayers, and in journaled-ink. Don't You hear me, Father? I am beseeching You in every way that I know how to bring relief to my loved ones...and to me. Won't you respond? Won't You comfort? Won't You console? Won't You direct? But the Psalm that God laid in front of me did not apply . Did not soothe. Did not hear me. I was heavy. Low. ..Burdened with the burdens of others and of the world, and I wanted ...