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You, O Lord, Are My Lifter of the Head
A Psalm 3 meditation spoken to the fearful heart Hear Me. You who lie awake at night with the weight of the world pressing on your chest. You who cannot escape the noise of what has gone wrong. You who keep replaying what was and fearing what may yet come. I know how many your enemies are. I know how many thoughts rise up against you. I know the voices that whisper, “There is no help for you. You have gone too far. You have missed your moment. You will not be rescued.” I hear
Father Charbel Abernethy
Feb 22 min read
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