Hello, John and Doves,

 

Some of y'all might be in a miasma of misery, a slimy slurry of sorrow, a quagmire of queasiness about the future.

 

Your soul cries out to the night, "ADONAI, won't you give me clue one?"

 

It is written,

    To the Chief Musician upon aijeleth shahar.
A Psalm of David.
A Cry of Suffering and Song of Praise

1My God, my God, why have you forsaken me? why are you so far from helping me, and from the words of my groaning?

2O my God, I cry in the daytime, but you hear not; and in the night season, and am not silent.

3But you are holy, O you that inhabit the praises of Israel.

4Our fathers trusted in you: they trusted, and you did deliver them.

5They cried unto you, and were delivered: they trusted in you, and were not disappointed.

Psalm 22:1-5  KJV 2000

In other words,

http://www.invubu.com/quotes/songs/show/Stormie_Omartian/Praise_His_Name_and_See_It_Happen.html

 

~Blessings,

Mike