Saturday, December 30, 2006

It hits daily. Sometimes I am just more aware of
it than others.

My human nature is unbearably close to the surface.

My veneer of spirituality is terribly thin.

Psalm 51:6,7
Behold, Thou dost desire truth in the innermost being,
And in the hidden part Thou wilt make me know wisdom.
Purify me with hyssop, and I shall be clean;
Wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow.

1 comment:

e-Mom said...

Holiday stress has an uncanny way of "testing" us, doesn't it? :~)