a very present help in trouble.
Therefore we will not fear though the earth gives way,
though the mountains be moved into the heart of the sea,
though its waters roar and foam,
though the mountains tremble at its swelling.
There is a river whose streams make glad the city of God,
the holy habitation of the Most High.
God is in the midst of her; she shall not be moved;
God will help her when morning dawns.
The nations rage, the kingdoms totter;
he utters his voice, the earth melts.
The Lord of hosts is with us;
the God of Jacob is our fortress.
This has been a really good week for me, not because of any overwhelming breakthroughs or mountaintop experiences, but because God has graced me with a deeper awareness of His steadfast love and presence in my life. He's not simply a belief that I'm trying to apply while I gut out the daily grind; He is speaking and listening and acting, and doing all these things for the sake of His glory, which also means that He is working out of love for me, for my good (Romans 8). This is no more true than it has ever been—it's my eyes, ears, and heart that are being more opened to His real presence. I see more of how He's coming through for me and trust more in His promises for the filling of the empty spaces. And that's all a gift from Him.
Being almost fully recovered from my cold has been a blessing. Been more productive at work and more present for others. Should be able to get the work week wrapped today, as well as finally getting stuff out of storage at my old apartment building (the manager and one of the tenants have been so helpful in making that possible!). No plans yet for the weekend; it'd probably be good for me not to be such a hermit this time around.