I am the man who has seen affliction
by the rod of His wrath.
He has driven me away and made me walk
in darkness rather than light;
indeed, He has turned His hand against me
again and again, all day long.
He has made my skin and my flesh grow old
and has broken my bones
He has besieged me and surrounded me
with bitterness and hardship
He has made me dwell in darkness like those long dead
He has walled me in so I cannot escape;
He has weighed me down with chains.
Even when I call out or cry for help,
He shuts out my prayer.
He has barred my way with blocks of stone;
He has made my paths crooked.
Like a bear lying in wait,
like a lion in hiding,
He dragged me from the path and mangled me
and left me without help.
He drew His bow and made me the target for his arrows.
He has broken my teeth with gravel;
He has trampled me in the dust.
I have been deprived of peace;
I have forgotten what prosperity is.
So I say, “My splendor is gone and all that I had hoped for from the Lord.”
– Lamentations 3:1-18
In moments like these, the sound of laughter and joy is nothing short of ear-splitting. Right now, all I wanted was to find someone who was at least as miserable as I feel, so I thought I would check out Jeremiah. I knew that I could count on “the weeping prophet” to put better words to my emotions than I have the energy for right now.
I had to run back to St. Paul tonight to pick up a CD of Ian’s MRI. God and I had a heart-to-heart (one of a few today), and it seemed rather one-sided. I’m exhausted, and I’m afraid that tomorrow will make today seem like a cakewalk.
Once again, if anyone’s interested, I will post one or two updates on Twitter. It doesn’t provide the depth that this does (a 140 character limit can do that), but I can do it from my phone, so it will be up-to-the-minute. Check out this site and our CaringBridge site for the in-depth analysis.
Ok, the Ambien’s kicking in now…
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