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December 02, 2005
> 10:30 PM
compline
This night I missed the prayer I've planned for our community, here. Good reasons, whatever. Alone now in my study I decided to read through it. It became, it was, my prayer whether I wanted it to be or not. It was THAT Psalm, the one like no other, the one that ends in the pit, no upswing at all. I was there anyway. It fit me. As I read it my heart prayed it. I read myself. But I prayed. Some excerpts from Psalm 88...Lord my God,... I cry at night before youmy life is on the brink of the grave:I have reached the end of my strength. in places that are dark , in the depths.You have taken away my friends I am numb .my one companion is darkness. R. Into your hands, O Lord, I commend my spirit.
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