I love the LORD, for He has heard my voice—my appeal for mercy. Because He has inclined His ear to me, I will call on Him as long as I live.
An old receipt might turn up in a coat pocket with their handwriting on the back, and you may find yourself standing in the hallway with tears running down your face as if it all happened last week. Close behind the sadness can come a worried thought: grief is supposed to be finished by now, and if it isn't, something must be wrong with me.
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