Dear Heavenly Father,
These are dark dark times, and times of light.
Times of utter frustration and times of rejoicing.
These are times of despair. Times of surging hopefulness.
Times of low lows and high highs.
Times of raging tempests and parting clouds which pour forth LIGHT.
Times of heart struggle and tender breezes of refreshment.
Times to ravagely hate wickedness. And times to celebrate righteousness.
These are tumultuous times, oh Wonderful Counselor.
Thank you for holding my hand.