The world comes down hard.

Crashing down, at times.

It’s hard to make sense of it all.

Crushed by words, jabs, & misunderstandings.

In the depths of the night, we cry out to the LORD for mercy.

…for clarity.

…for justice.

It will come. One day it will come.

One day we will all truly see.

Rest, Dear One.

Rest in the blessed assurance.

Rest in the One who makes all things right.

Fresh mercies come in the morning.

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