"I watch, and am as a sparrow alone upon the housetop" (Psalm 102:7). The psalmist feels alone. In verse 10 he says, "Because of thine indignation and thy wrath; for thou hast lifted me up and cast me down." God had brought tragedy to the psalmist's life and now to mine. After 50 days on an oral antibiotic the Lyme bacteria has continued to grow and invade my body. And when the psalmist cries, "My days are like a shadow that declineth; and I am withered like grass," (verse 11) he is not only speaking about his experience but mine also. In the darkness the psalmist holds onto the sovereignty of God's rule and pleads, "..please don't take me away in the middle of my life," (verse 24).
I have now started daily IV antibiotics administered at the hospital. When I consider the past 13 years of raising my daughter alone (she is 13) God has been faithful. He has provided for our daily needs and He is continuing to do that now. One day at a time. I praise and thank Him for meeting our daily needs. In this inky blackness of suffering He is there holding my daughter and I in the palm of His hand.