As I write this blog, I am about to leave for a week of camping and hiking in the Sierra Mountains with a group of women friends. We’ve been at this for more than twenty years. Our leader is 84 and still doin’ her thing.
We enjoy potluck meals, campfires, games, and I lead a journal-writing session once or twice a week depending on the interest. It’s always a time of refreshment and fun. And we may even encounter a bear or two and some deer as well as ground squirrels who like to steal a few crumbs.
This year, I go with a heavy heart after all the shootings and terror attacks. I imagine you are feeling the heaviness too. And to think that people actually commit these evil acts in the name of God or Allah, or whatever word they use to denote their higher power.
Persecutions and wars and punishment and death and famine have gone on throughout history. But now the intensity and frequency seems to be ramping up.
I feel at a loss when I watch the images on television and hear the reports. But then these words from Psalm 34 come to me:
“The Lord is close to the brokenhearted, and he saves those whose spirits have been crushed.”
At such a time what else can we do but pray and remain under the shadow of his wing.
I will respond to your comments when I return next weekend. May the peace of the Lord keep you safe and steady.