I remember my affliction and my wandering, the bitterness, and the gall. I well remember them, and my soul is downcast within me. Yet this I call to mind and therefore I have hope: Because of the Lord’s great love we are not consumed, for his compassions never fail. They are new every morning… (Lamentations 3:19-23a).
“ “This particular passage is a favorite of mine as I often find myself lamenting over the profound challenges of my life. It becomes so easy to float listlessly in the pool of Despond as my mind lingers over the numerous disappointments, losses, and challenges of my life. In this state, nothing brings me comfort, nothing gives me relief. Voices grate on my nerves. Daily interactions become exceedingly tedious. In this state, I can conceive of nothing but darkness and gloom. My soul is downcast, my ruminations unworthy of our Savior and Lord… and yet I remember… the love in the smile of my children, the love in the voice of my parents, the love in my wife’s embrace. I remember that I am blessed with a church family that cares for me. I remember that
