“My soul clings to You; Your right hand upholds me.”
Sep 10, 2024
July 18, 2019
My mom has been in and out of the hospital all week from surgical complications.
I was driving to the hospital this morning, talking to God. She was in the passenger seat. I could sense her just there, next to me.
She kept pushing peace into me. She had to push hard, because I am in serious manic turmoil.
I tried to rest my mind, rest my heart, just lean back into her. Trust her.
She put this verse in my head:
“My soul clings to You; Your right hand upholds me.”
Psalms 63:8