The #BigRead13 Day 10
You can find day 10’s post from the #BigRead13 here.
8 I am utterly spent and crushed;
I groan because of the tumult of my heart.
9 O Lord, all my longing is known to you;
my sighing is not hidden from you.
Oh how this has chimed with life over the last few weeks. Life has been one relentless hurly-burly of hopefulness to see hope dashed, coupled with an arthritis flare and an unceasing stream of emails containing more and more work – mostly stuff I must do rather than stuff I want to do.
I mustn’t grumble though; others have lives that are far worse than mine. I still have (most of) my health (and most of my own hair!), a wonderful wife, a super son, a cute cat, relative monetary wealth… But that hasn’t stopped me (selfishly, admittedly) feeling a bit crushed. It is in the darker hours though that I do feel God is there, holding me up, listening to me when I can’t unburden on friends, family or colleagues.