I was meditating on Psalm 80 this morning. I have exhausted myself this week. I am disparate for a job. But God seems to deny my plea's. I really liked the word "beseech," in the psalm this morning it pretty much sums up my prayers. As another week goes by I get depressed. I used to like the weekends, but now they are just another day. I have no sense of purpose anymore. That kind of thing feeds on its self, and becomes a self fulfilling prophecy. Beseech the Lord for me.
Thanks,
Dave