I’m not feeling this one today. David sings of victory in war, but today I need to write a psalm of weary defeat.
Where is this power and might You’ve promised God? Daily I come to You, looking for help and still I fail. My strength is gone, my energy sapped, my spirits low. I need You now, Strong God.
I know I can’t raise my son to follow You on my own; please help me now! Loving Father who chases after each lost sheep, pursue these bedraggled lambs and bring us back into Your fold. We’re tired, we’re cranky, we need You!