It feels
like we can’t pray loud enough, long enough, hard enough, determined enough, optimistic enough to
stop the unbelievable violence all over this planet. For us, in America
After
one of my many prayers this morning, I read and loved this:
Passing Through
“When
Thou passest through the waters,” deep the
waves may be, and cold,
But
Jehovah is our refuge and His promise is our
hold;
For the
Lord Himself hath said it, He the faithful
God and true;
When
thou comest to the waters, Thou shalt not go
down, but through.
Threatening
breakers of destruction, doubt’s insidi-
ous undertow,
Shall
not sink us, shall not drag us out to ocean
depths of woe;
For His
promise shall sustain us, praise the Lord,
whose word is true!
We shall
not go down or under, He hath said: “Thou
passest through.”
Annie
Johnson Flint
(From Praying
Through the Tough Times, by Lloyd
John Ogilvie)
I felt
such comfort as I read this. Some peace. If only for a little while.
Please
pray for the fallen law enforcement officers and their families. Please pray
for America
