“For the LORD will comfort Zion, He will comfort all her waste places;
He will make her wilderness like Eden,
And her desert like the garden of the LORD; 
Joy and gladness will be found in it, Thanksgiving and the voice of melody.”
~ Isaiah 51:3

I feel scattered instead of focused.
Splintered instead of whole.
Leaking instead of overflowing.
Bereft instead of comforted.
Many wasted places…

“O my Father…I need Your touch…comfort me. O settle me, or stir me up. Take my hands and lead me. I am not good, or right or worthy…I am little, undeserving…but so needing Your ministrations in my life…O comfort my waste places. Thank you, O God…my neediness is Your gift to me.”