Worship anyway!

O Lord, God of my salvation, I have cried out day and night before You. Let my prayer come before You; incline Your ear to my cry. For my soul is full of troubles, and my life draws near to the grave. . . Lord, I have called daily upon You; I have stretched out my hands to You. . . But to You I have cried out O Lord, and in the morning my prayer comes before You. . . Loved one and friend You have put far from me, and my acquaintances into darkness. (Psalm 88)

When there is pain in the offering . . . When worship seems more like work . . . This is when it means the most. I thank God for the ones who still encourage and still cause me to press on . . . Praise God anyway!

It is SONday!!!!!!!