If so, maybe you are the person I've posted this Psalm for today. I had several psalms in mind but none of them quite fit as well as this one. It was an "A-ha!" moment when I came across it so I'm pretty sure God wants it here for someone specific -- maybe it's for you today.
I know that widowhood often feels like running a marathon you've not trained for; or like a deer running from a forest fire -- heart pounding, lungs burning, panting and in desperate need of water. I know that widows feel downcast, their faith is questioned and attacked, and sometimes the tears burst like a water pipe all day and all night. You feel abandoned; the loneliness is agony.
God meets us in the tumult. The Holy Spirit comes alongside the mess of ashes and chaos of our soul. Can you see His presence in these verses? (Notice I didn't ask if you could feel God's presence. If you're like I was you feel nothing but dead inside).
Watch for the "I will" statements. Do you see them? They are just small, quick sparks of life and hope empowered by the Holy Spirit, but that's all it takes. God will not snuff you out. And on this day of Thanksgiving a little spark of hope is enough. You will yet praise Him.
(italics are mine)
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