Susan LaffertyWords. Wrestling through antiquated phrasing and sentence structure in classic devotional books engages my mind. Pushes me to discern.
New versions come out to simplify the flow for today’s reader.
But I’m drawn back to the original way it was written. How sentences were crafted in that era.
It makes me think about what I’m reading.
The weight on my heart is not a frantic, anxious weight. It’s the weight of prayer. Prayer for my dear friend who is suffering. She wades through deep waters in this season. Crushed.
Crying out to You the hurt. The upheaval. The unknown.
And yet, even there she speaks of Your faithfulness. Even there, Your word sustains. Daily manna, she says. And ponders what the God of the impossible can do.
“If we believe He is who He says He is, how can we not hope?”