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"Out of my distress I called to the Lord,
and he answered me;
From the midst of the nether world I cried for help,
and you heard my voice...
Then I said, "I am banished from your sight,
yet would I again look upon your holy temple."
The waters swirled about me, threatening my life;
the abyss enveloped me; seaweed clung about my head...
But your brought up my life from the pit,
O Lord, my God.
When my soul fainted within me,
I remembered the Lord;
My prayer reached you
in your holy temple. Jon 2, 3; 5-6;7b-8
After a long night of caring for my father, I woke this morning after just a few hours of sleep. Life always looks darker to me when I am exhausted. Jonah's description of his predicament, prayed from the belly of a whale, resonated with me. Seaweed wasn't clinging to my head, but similar tangles of dread wrapped themselves around my brain making clear thought impossible and crowding out hope.
Two lines in this reading reached deep into my center.
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