Restore our fortunes, Lord, as streams renew the desert. Those who plant in tears will harvest with shouts of joy. They weep as they go to plant their seed, but they sing as they return with the harvest. - Psalm 126:4-6
Today is one of those mornings that I don't want to get out of bed. The pressures of the world and the burdens for my friends is almost unbearable. Part of that is realizing that I need alone time. The other part is hearing the cries of my friends and not able to do anything about it.
Makes me feel helpless.
I had a conference call with most of the members of my Throw Mountains team yesterday. We're being attacked. We need prayer. And, we're not the only ones.