SWORDS OF IRON WAR. Day 117

WEDNESDAY 31.1.2024

Last day of January.

I've got a bad cold and a cough. Many are with the same symptoms. The winter hit us hard and the storm system swiped through the country.

My neighbours called and when they found I was unwell they sent comforting things right away. One through down a box of candies to soothe the throat and the other came up with soup she just cooked for us.

I'm praying for the soldiers and the hostages – I cannot imagine how they are surviving these conditions.

“Comfort, yes, comfort My people!”
Says your God.
“Speak comfort to Jerusalem, and cry out to her,
That her warfare is ended,
That her iniquity is pardoned;
For she has received from the Lord’s hand
Double for all her sins.” (Isaiah 40:1-2)

I'm heading back to bed.