Life is sacred
For the past 24 hours I've been on a silent retreat of sorts. It's a discipline I used to exercise regularly, but I'd gotten out of the habit - for no good reason. I've spent much of the last day in quiet reflection, just listening to the Lord to speak into my soul. His voice is magnified and the words of others are drowned out.
I'd highly recommend it because the noise of this world is really loud.
All this noise has made my heart sick. I've spent the past few months in a place of grief and mourning, but something in my spirit feels different today.
Thank God, I feel different. My family's been afflicted for a full year, but I think this is the message God's trying to send:
See, I have engraved you on the palms of my hands;
your walls are ever before me.
Your children hasten back,
and those who laid you waste depart from you.
I praise you Father, and I AM believing this.