or discipline me in your wrath.
Be gracious to me, O Lord, for I am languishing;
O Lord, heal me, for my bones are shaking with terror.
My soul also is struck with terror,
while you, O Lord—how long?" Psalm 6:1-3
Be gracious to me, O Lord, for I am languishing;
O Lord, heal me, for my bones are shaking with terror.
My soul also is struck with terror,
while you, O Lord—how long?" Psalm 6:1-3
if we were you,
the knuckleheads would
spend s-o-o-o much time
staring at the walls,
or having to sit on cushions
while the place where their
brains seem to be heals,
or would be grounded
well past the first successful
flight of all the pigs,
but being you,
you gather us from the corner
and place sit us on your lap,
you turn your wooden paddles
into kindling for making s'mores,
and you hug us with your grace
calming the tremors of that
false narrative of your wrath.
(c) 2024 Thom M. Shuman
Venmo: @Thom-Shuman
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