He gives rest to the weary.

I’m as tired as I can remember being in a good long time. Flyboy is improving a little each day following back surgery, but the medications don’t agree with him and he feels worse in other ways. It is the cost of true love – suffering through the hard times together – but it is worth it in every way.

Last week (before I knew I was REALLY tired), I started to type a post to explain that I had nothing to give, and then went on to write a bit anyway. Tonight, I really am on empty, but I just want to promise you all that as I’m drifting off to sleep I’ll be praying for you. And would you join me in praying for a new friend Arleen, who is rehabbing from a stroke that has left her immobile – while she, at the same time, deals with breast cancer.

I’m also praying for the reader who is struggling to forgive, and another who is ready to give up on her marriage. Let’s pray for them, too, and next week will belong to them.

May God bless you and keep you close as you lean into him.


“I will refresh the weary and satisfy the faint.” — Jeremiah 31:25 (NIV)