But that doesn't mean it wasn't a difficult evening. Dionne and I have been in the ER too many times over the years not to feel a certain dread at going there again. If stress was the cause of my chest discomfort, hours spent in the waiting room doesn't help much.
We didn't get home till close to midnight. Before we went to bed, I read Psalm 86. Verse 7 seemed to be just for me: In the day of my trouble I call upon you, for you answer me.
The day of trouble will come to all of us. Jesus warned us: in the world you will have tribulation (John 16:33). The day of trouble may come from many directions - from the stress of life, from the infirmities of our frail bodies, from bad choices we or others make.
But our God watches over us, knows when the day of trouble is coming, and promises to get us through. And soon the day of trouble will be over forever, and the day of joy and peace and eternal fellowship with our Savior will begin.
May the LORD answer you in the day of trouble! May the name of the God of Jacob protect you! Psalm 20:1
For he will hide me in his shelter in the day of trouble: he will conceal me under the cover of his tent; he will lift me high upon a rock. Psalm 27:5
"...call upon me in the day of trouble; I will deliver you, and you shall glorify me." Psalm 50:15
In the day of my trouble I call upon you, for you answer me. Psalm 86:7
The LORD is good, a stronghold in the day of trouble; he knows those who take refuge in him. Nahum 1:7
