Despite trying to become like that little child looking up to my Father to provide all that I need, I am finding the quarantine begin to wear on me, as I expect you are also. Today I am thinking especially of all those struggling with it, of all those dealing with heartache, of all those who are lonely, and of all those feeling hopeless. I am thinking also of Christ in Gethsemane, aching for consolation, crying out to the Father and yet remaining so alone in His agony.
Music is helping keep my eyes turned toward Him, so this song is as much my prayer as my song. It is my prayer for you in whatever you need right now:
Gethsemane
Father, let this suffering pass from us; nevertheless, not my will, but Thine be done.
