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Psalm 16

Keep me safe, my God, for in you I take refuge.
I say to the Lord, “You are my Lord; apart from you I have no good thing.” 
 
I say of the holy people who are in the land, “They are the noble ones in whom is all my delight.” Those who run after other gods will suffer more and more. I will not pour out libations of blood to such gods or take up their names on my lips.
Lord, you alone are my portion and my cup; you make my lot secure.
 
The boundary lines have fallen for me in pleasant places; surely I have a delightful inheritance. 
 
I will praise the Lord, who counsels meeven at night my heart instructs me.
 
I keep my eyes always on the LordWith him at my right hand, I will not be shaken.
Therefore my heart is glad and my tongue rejoicesmy body also will rest secure, because you will not abandon me to the realm of the dead, nor will you let your faithful[b] one see decay. 

You make known to me the path of life; you will fill me with joy in your presence, with eternal pleasures at your right hand.






I don't know where this new journey, the journey of healing for my daughter, is taking us. I know that the accident has brought us closer. I know that I want to follow God's direction, his path for us. 


I've traveled many paths during the last 21 years of my daughter's life. Most the time, in deviance, I followed my own path. I made mistakes and bad choices but somehow He protected me. Looking back over the years I see where only He could have intervened in my life.


I praise Him for saving me. I praise Him for saving my daughter's life on Monday, June 4th. I give this journey completely to Him. May He direct my feet on the path of righteousness. May He alone be glorified.





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  1. This is beautiful! It's amazing what only God can make us see through tragedy.

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