“To you I raise my eyes,
to you enthroned in heaven.
Yes, like the eyes of a servant
on the hand of his master,
Like the eyes of a maid
on the hand of her mistress,
So our eyes are on the Lord our God,
till we are shown favor.
Show us favor, Lord, show us favor,
for we have our fill of contempt.
We have our fill of insult from the insolent,
of disdain from the arrogant.” Psalm 123
If only…if only we were always focussed as a servent.
Wife, mother, blogger, Catholic ministry. I love to garden even when it goes wrong. Same with writing (and we know it can go wrong.) Believing that God is present in all of it.
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