When Peace Evaded Me, Where Was My God?
I tucked my legs beneath me in the corner of the sofa. Coffee steam rose from my favorite cup. I clutched my Bible to my chest and rested my head against the sofa’s back. My eyes closed while I tried to settle my spirit, but peace seemed like a distant desire with no relief in sight. I felt very troubled. Peace evaded me.
One of my favorite psalms began to flow from my heart and escape my lips:
Hear my cry, O God; Attend to my prayer …
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