|A Prayer Diary||
O Lord, God of my salvation, when at night, when I cry out in your presence, let my prayer come before you; incline your ear to my cry.
I have been young and now I’ve become old, yet I have not seen the righteous forsaken or their children begging bread.
He makes me lie down in green pastures; he leads me beside still waters; he restores my soul.
Word and Image
offers two parts of my morning ritual, scripture and visual art. I make no
attempt to related the two (as I do in my daily quote and blog entries) and
yet, sometimes that will happen, for as we know God works in mysterious ways.