Paradox to Save the Day

Sometimes you come head-0n collision into someone who is able to, despite your best defense, to doubt your own self worth. In "Disordered loves : healing the seven deadly sins" by William S. Stafford, sloth is given (translated) as Accidie and Pride. Accide being a spiritual depression: a hopelessness, a failure of belief in self and God. Nice timing. I am doubting daily, then realizing that doubt is sin, and as W. Stafford said, sin is a (futile) refusal to let God be God. Still becoming. Salty desert days.

Easter Morning

Easter Morning

Praise to the Lord, the Almighty, the King of creation!
O my soul, praise Him, for He is thy health and salvation!
All ye who hear, now to His temple draw near;
Praise Him in glad adoration.
Praise to the Lord, who o’er all things so wondrously reigneth,
Shelters thee under His wings, yea, so gently sustaineth!
Hast thou not seen how thy desires e’er have been
Granted in what He ordaineth?
Praise to the Lord, who doth prosper thy work and defend thee;
Surely His goodness and mercy here daily attend thee;
Ponder anew what the Almighty can do,
If with His love He befriend thee.
Praise to the Lord, O let all that is in me adore Him!
All that hath life and breath, come now with praises before Him;
Let the Amen sound from His people again,
Gladly for aye we adore Him.