Psalm 119p
Would I enjoy being bent to the point of fracturing if I were sure that I was being righted from within? https://bible.faithlife.com/bible/nlt/Ps119.137-144
Psalm 119o
If I never hurt - If I never cried for injustices - I might never know the brokenhearted need to cast aside the old government of my careless heart. https://bible.faithlife.com/bible/niv2011/Ps119.129-136
Psalm 119n
The sky soothes with a serene posture. Is anything happening up there? Meanwhile, below the cloud belt, God acts. He manages, a few minutes more, from Person to person, remotely. https://bible.faithlife.com/bible/niv2011/Ps119.121-128
Psalm 119m
The "wicked" are always somebody else. Couldn't be you or I. We're so civil. What if our assumption is a false hope? What if hate is crouching at our hearts' door? https://bible.faithlife.com/bible/niv2011/Ps119.113
Psalm 119l
An illuminated screen serves as a lantern to find my children in the darkness. Beyond specifications it discovers my sleeping heart. https://ref.ly/Ps119.105-109;hcsb
Psalm 119k
Nothing is moored to the dock. The tethers are all frayed from the constant inconsistencies. Or does the port no longer reach the sea? https://ref.ly/Ps119.89-96;hcsb
Psalm 119j
A thin communion wafer, I feel like a drop of anything might dissolve me altogether. But grace reconstitutes. https://ref.ly/Ps119.81-88;nlt
Psalm 119i
I spend hours trying to erase around the edges, rarely thinking of how I'm being filled in. Brushes and palletes are consequential. It's the artist that matters. Psalm 119:73-80
Psalm 119h
Claim to own a thing and it can claim you back to master you. Grace claims you and turns you loose to win you. https://ref.ly/Ps119.57-64
Psalm 119g
Snake oil must cure something - if not the salesman's poverty, the buyer's conscience. For a moment all is right. But the peddling of false hope is like blessing without sacrifice. https://ref.ly/Ps119.49-56