I’m wondering how I’ll find the words. It’s funny to be at a loss for words when clarity is the experience I have had. This photo from our Haiti trip should offer more than words. Every moment was truly a gift. Quiet now. Quiet still. Clarity doesn’t need words.
Come, let us sing for joy to the LORD;
let us shout aloud to the Rock of our salvation.
Let us come before him with thanksgiving
and extol him with music and song.
For the LORD is the great God,
the great King above all gods.
In his hand are the depths of the earth,
and the mountain peaks belong to him.
The sea is his, for he made it,
and his hands formed the dry land.
Come, let us bow down in worship,
let us kneel before the LORD our Maker;
for he is our God
and we are the people of his pasture,
the flock under his care.
Today, if only you would hear his voice,
Do not harden your hearts…
Psalm 95:1-8 (NIV)