But I am like a green olive tree in the house of God;* I trust in the mercy of God for ever and ever. I will give thanks for what you have done * and declare the goodness of your Name in the presence of the godly.
I am coming through a time of grief and sorrow. It seems that I am through it and then, in a moment, I realize that the sorrow remains, not as heavy a weight as it was; but still there. One discipline that helps me is that of waking early, before the dawn, savoring a cup of coffee as I sit alone in the predawn darkness, and then praying the Office and reading the scripture for the day. I especially enjoy the Psalms, their honesty and their profession of hope. While prayer and scripture do not suddenly lift me out of my life’s sometimes painful realities; they do provide a sense of balance and of hope. This morning I read in the scripture a story of past and future, a story of the muddle we have endured with a strong voice speaking life and hope.