As I read through Psalm 143, I really began to cry. The words “answer me quickly, LORD, my spirit fails” were the truth for me at that moment. “Rescue me from my enemies” seemed to fit the suffering I believed was happening in my teen life. I clung to “Let the morning bring me word of your unfailing love for I have put my trust in you”. The morning did bring an amazing surprise, but even that ended too soon.
"Your eyes will see Jerusalem: A tent which will not be folded; its stakes will never be pulled up" (Isaiah 33:20).
