Praise the Lord, my soul;
all my inmost being, praise his holy name.
Praise the Lord, my soul,
and forget not all his benefits—
who forgives all your sins
and heals all your diseases,
who redeems your life from the pit
and crowns you with love and compassion,
who satisfies your desires with good things
so that your youth is renewed like the eagle’s.
I get the news from several sources during the day, and I guess that I watch or follow the news a bit too much. Maybe I am looking for a glimpse of hope about more vaccines rolling out. Maybe I want to see that the hospitalizations are declining in several places (they are). Maybe knowing is better than not knowing, even if the news is not good.
This evening, I did not find much by way of good news. The COVID-19 mutations are gaining ground, and vaccine production is not. The usual political fighting is still polarizing. The mudslides and tornadoes… OK, enough already.
I will not gain any serenity by rehashing the news that swirls about me. My serenity comes in knowing in whose hands we rest. Psalm 103, a section of which I quoted above, is full of reassurance and comfort. If you want a respite from the chaos, read Psalm 103 every day for the next week.
I bet it calms your soul.
Prayer: Father, thank you for the reassurance of your calming hand and your love for us, Amen.