Dread and Doubt came to sit on my bedposts last night. Actually, I don't have bedposts, and there is no where for Dread and Doubt to sit except in my head and the pit of my stomach sooooo I got up and fixed myself a cup of green tea...
And journaled my way back to peace and then to sleep 'til morning. David provides a good guide in the Psalms for this solitary middle of the night walk. Many of the Psalms go from railing to praise, and I find that my journal entries tend to follow the same pattern as the writing helps to turn my eyes, and my focus, from the problem to God who promises to work all things together for good for those who love Him. He has a plan for our good and not for evil.
He promises to keep us in the palm of his hand and in the shadow of His wing...
Prayer takes us home: "Thank you, Lord, that no matter how inhospitable the place I endeavor to pray; prayer itself fashions it into your home and mine" Karen Barber (Daily Guideposts 4/29/98)
