Lovingkindness. I linger over the word like a morning cappuccino. I lean my head back, close my eyes, and savor it. “Let me hear Your lovingkindness in the morning; for I trust in You” (Psalm 143:8 NASB).
What does lovingkindness sound like in the morning—or at any time? Is it in the voices of my grandchildren playing or the music in the background? Could his lovingkindness be in the quick good-bye kiss from my husband when he leaves for work? I wonder if I recognize it when I do hear it.
The longing of David resonates with my longing. The psalmist was having some severe issues with people when he penned those words. Surrounding verses paint a picture of relationships gone awry. “Therefore my spirit is overwhelmed within me; my heart is appalled within me,” David cries out…
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