When All That’s Left Is Praise

I’ll probably be a bit quiet over the next few weeks. I have a lot of work to catch up on and a few books to write. Besides that, my heart’s a bit heavy.

All this week I’d been trying to think of something to share here. Today I’m at a total loss. At the house two doors down from me, police cars have been blocking the road and investigating a murder.

I’d been witnessing to one of the ladies living in that house, so my heart is really torn and heavy. The lady I’d been witnessing to wasn’t a victim, but might be a suspect.

My mind is blank. My heart is heavy.

All that’s left is praise to the Lord, because in the midst of great darkness, He is still good.