in their fright the women bowed down with their faces to the ground, but the men said... "...remember...". - lk 24:5-6
in the grip of paralysing blinding anxiety, with the dashing of every fond hope, in heartbreak and in sorrow - my Lord bids me remember his past faithfulness, his every precious promise, and to remember that it is the same Lord who walks with me today. my memories are given to supply courage to my present.
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