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today was a wednesday that felt like a thursday.
I know they’re not that far apart, but they feel different.
Thursday is the day before friday, and we all know what friday is.
But wednesday is just the day before thursday; there’s still a lot of week left.

My weeks are not hard in a traditional sense.
I mean there’s no manual labor, blisters or heavy lifting.
I’m not a soldier, my life is not in danger. I go home at regular times, eat good food and sleep in a comfy bed.
So sometimes it’s hard to believe i have enemies, things to be rescued from, or even really places to heal.

That’s why, at first, this prayer Rob picked out for Sunday didn’t really seem relevant.
The first two verses go…

I will exalt you, LORD,
for you lifted me out of the depths and did not let my enemies gloat over me.
LORD my God, I called to you for help,
and you healed me.  

But just now I was thinking that the ease and constant pace of my life can be my enemies.
Together they pull me into the idea that this world could be enough for me, if I can just get a little more influence or power, a few more things or friends. Tonight I’m letting this ancient psalm be my prayer and asking God to save me from those enemies. I’m asking him to pull me into the truth that this world could never be enough for me; my identity and hope are certain and come from God.