Psalm 39:7-87 But now, O Lord, upon what am I relying?
You are my only hope!
8 Deliver me from all my sins of rebellion!
Do not make me the object of fools’ insults!

Restless

The ability to question is healthy

Make your bed and sleep in it ... it all sounds so simple

You still have to sleep with yourself from the dawn till the rising sun

What if you make your bed in hell ... will you still be resting

until your conscience wakes you up in the middle of the night?

You toss and turn and evaluate the despair of your condition

You hate yourself and know that forgiveness does not come

You look at life and corner it and label it just: “existence”

You wish that it was over ... to get some rest from yourself

After time who knows how long? ... Sleep will take over

and carries you into “la-la” land ... but still there is no peace

It’s morning now I prepare the day and put my past into hiding

Until another restless night ... when it visits me to prey

Jan Wienen