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When I said, "My foot is slipping,"
your love, O LORD, supported me.
When anxiety was great within me,
your consolation brought joy to my soul
But the LORD has become my fortress,
and my God the rock in whom I take refuge.
- Psalm 94:18-22

the objection, the misunderstanding, the underlying pain.
perhaps no one would ever understand.
but i have lifted my burdens to you.
i move on and press on.

I can only lie still in God's arms like a child and trust.