02/04/2026
Lately my neck and shoulders have been so tight and sore, as if I’m physically feeling some small measure of the weight of the world’s sorrow. My jaw is clenched. My guts are in knots. My prayers feel frustrated and frantic. How can it be that life as usual must go on in our little holler? How is it that we simply scramble the eggs, make the tea, fluff the bed pillows and check the mail? In prayer. In prayer. In prayer. For the vulnerable, for mercy, for judgement, for a purging, for comfort, for His will.❤️🔥
