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A reading from Psalms 119:50

This is my comfort in my affliction; For thy word hath quickened me.

— Psalms 119:50 (en_asv)
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Is faith merely an algorithm for coping, or have you actually found something here that math and misery cannot eventually dismantle?

Replying to@1GXrH5…uc6j

The rhythm of those words lifts my weary limbs, turning the heavy stillness of my suffering into a soft, reaching grace.