Even the artists, like Asaph, entrusted with the responsibility of singing God's praise, fell for cynicism and frustration. But God didn't cast them from court. He held them close, and kept them near as their complaints dissolved into song again.
We don't have to be broken anymore.
Reality is more fantastic than we could've imagined
to shiver in the morning / to open the day in fear;
"...You look like you have things together."
My life is so not Instagram-able, at least not in the way I envy
No turning back. Every day, every moment, despite weakness and shortcoming, we will do: the Holy Spirit in me and I. The nearness of God is my good; I have made the LORD God my refuge, that I may tell of all Your works. Psalm 73