Stone Yard Devotional

by Charlotte Wood

The loneliness and waste of it. And a polluted feeling: even here, the inescapable imperative to generate garbage. Surely, if God exists, He could not approve of all this rubbish.

What is the meaning of this ancient Hebrew bombast about enemies and borders and persecution? What’s the point of their singing about it day after day after day?

I have had this same thing happen two or three times in my life, at moments of great crisis, and I have never spoken of it to anyone.

Well, thanks for sharing it with us.