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My Only Hope

 "'You have made my life  no longer than the width of my hand. My entire lifetime is just a moment to you; at best, each of us is but a breath.' We are merely moving shadows, and all our busy rushing ends in nothing. We heap up wealth, not knowing who will spend it. And so, Lord, where do I put my hope? My only hope is in you."

Psalm 39:5-7

I dare say that one of the biggest lessons of 2020 is how very quickly life can change. Sure, that's a fact that is in the back of most people's minds, but this year it was highlighted in a whole new way.

Meditating on that for a while can become depressing rather quickly, which is why I love the bluntness of David in this Psalm...

God, everything could change in an instant. So where do I safely place my heart? What do I hope in? How do I navigate the anxiety producing reality that I can not control this life?

You... only You. You are the answer to the panic that swells inside me. You are the answer to the doom that tries to haunt me. You are the answer to the anger of injustice. You are the answer to the frailty of life. You are the answer to the frustration of the rat race. You are the answer to every problem that arises. You...only You.

Where am I putting my trust? 

There's only one safe and secure place. I know He'll catch me every time.

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