If I waited 'til I could get you a nice picture, it would be awhile, so this is what I could work up:
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I'd marveled at why God waited until Monday to let the COVID bugs bite, then I realized I was reviewing Ps. 63 and had just finished it Sunday. Altho' the portable white board hanging on the wall in the room is only large enough to write one-two verses on at a time, after I finished it, I'd written the entire thing in real small letters.
The book I've been reading tells of the main character, in times of dread, reciting scripture and reminding herself of the faithfulness of God. Well, I decided to try it too. Of course, the first verses that came to mind were the words I had just reviewed: Ps. 63, especially verses 6 & 7:
"When I remember thee upon my bed, when I meditate on thee in the night watches. Because thou hast been my help, therefore under the shadow of thy wings will I rejoice."
