I've been busy. I know, that's no excuse, but it's the truth and that might be better than any excuse. It doesn't mean I haven't been thinking and it doesn't mean I haven't been processing. There's been a lot to process and not a lot of time in which to do it. I found myself with an extra twenty minutes today, though, a small pocket with no distractions but the Psalms, which are my comfort in moments of discomfort.

Psalm 50 is the one of choice today, and He is faithful to speak quickly to one who doesn't make enough time for him to speak more slowly:

Gather my godly ones to Me, those who have made a covenant with Me by sacrifice. . . . He who offers a sacrifice of thanksgiving honors Me; and to him who orders his way aright I shall show the salvation of God.

So I am comforted by the fact that through our sacrifices, through godly living and principled paths, we make covenants with the Lord. We say, by the very act of relinquishing hold and watching plans and hopes and fears and life smolder into ashes and faith, that we trust Him to make everything right. I am watching those things, years of acting in faith and sacrificing, come to a slow and deliberate pinnacle--the perfecting of my character and the purposes He's planned for me.

But, which is more, I am also understanding the great sacrifice He made in order to build covenant with me. And no matter how much I sacrfice, or how much I try instead of trust, or try to trust, that second covenant is the kind that doesn't fail in light of my shortcomings. He has shown to us His salvation---and for that, I'm thankful because sometimes there isn't anything left of me to sacrifice and all I have is Him.