Leaving it Behind

Sing to the Lord, you saints of his; praise his holy name. For his anger lasts only a moment, but his favor lasts a lifetime; weeping may remain for a night, but rejoicing comes in the morning.

You turned my wailing into dancing; you removed my sackcloth and clothed me with joy, that my heart may sing to you and not be silent. O Lord my God, I will give you thanks forever.
Pslam 30:4-5, 11-12


God really hit me with those verses last night as I sat in my room, recovering from a pretty good cry. I woke up this morning, and I was rejoicing. I'm stoked to go to church, even if it probably will remind me of Mel. I'm not quite sure how I'm going to be out the door in half an hour, but that's beside the point! Shoot I'd better run ha.