It has been a whirlwind of a week for those of us in Eastern Canada. We walk now among debris; wrestle with the damage to our personal properties and to the communities where we live; and many of us are doing these things without power. As I have spoken with others these last couple of days, the common theme is tired. Tired in body, mind and spirit as the magnitude of the clean-up settles into our beings.
Some among us not only have to clean up, they are dealing with great losses and trying to determine where they will live until their homes are fixed. There is a heavy feeling in the air.
With this in my heart as I sat at the computer this morning I was drawn to a piece I wrote based on Psalm 6 called “The prayer of a tired Spirit”
My Spirit is weary and tired
My body aches
My heart is troubled
I cry out in prayer…
How Long?
How long will this go on?
May love embrace me
May I be cradled in care
May the darkness around me be vanquished
And my fears be wiped away.
It feels like the world is against me
May peace flood my soul this day.
Wherever you are at this moment, may you know the peace that passes all understanding and may you have strength for the days ahead.
Blessings
Valerie