In the middle of the night I awoke. Anxiously, I lay there.
I arose because I’ve learned not to just lie there in a pool of emotions. I went to my chair and opened the Psalms. For I know the way to my refuge.
I read until peace pushed away the tide of fear.
Run to the word of God, dear saint. Run to be comforted in the midst of your trial.
“Blessed be God, because he has not rejected my prayer or removed his steadfast love from me!” Ps. 66:20 ESV
Glory to God!