We are pressed on every side by troubles, but we are not crushed. We are perplexed, but not driven to despair.
—2 Corinthians 4:8, NLT
He told me over oatmeal
about some news story
—some horrible event
that happened somewhere—
but I didn’t hear the details,
I didn’t ask for more,
I scooped up a glob
wondering if I could swallow
another bite, if I had room
for anything more amidst
such abject starvation
as this world is witnessing
with every story told
over cold toast and coffee
on this, just-another-Friday
morning, but even when this life
seems to drown me in despair,
You, Lord, are there, and I wake
back into a faith in all that is good
and nourishing, the true light of love,
an enduring dawn that breaks
over and covers me,…
and I am blessed,
oh, God, I am blessed.
—C.L. Fisher, August 2021
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