Ok, I gotta be straight with you, I’m pretty depressed about Tuesday. The 
leaden ball in the pit of my gut feels much worse than the one from October 20th…or 10/29, 10/13, 9/29, and 9/15 all rolled into one for that matter. Why? Because this matters and those other things don’t. I know many of you feel the same way.
Nevertheless…
The year ‘s at the spring,
And day ‘s at the morn ;
Morning’s at seven;
The hill-side ‘s dew-pearled ;
The lark ‘s on the wing ;
The snail ‘s on the thorn ;
God ‘s in His heaven
All ‘s right with the world !
~ from Pippa’s Passes, Robert Browning, 1841
It depends on how you look at life doesn’t it? So, when fear and anxiety crowd your soul, take heart, because
Your love, Lord, reaches to the heavens,
your faithfulness to the skies.
Your righteousness is like the highest mountains,
your justice like the great deep.
You, Lord, preserve both people and animals.
How priceless is your unfailing love, O God!
People take refuge in the shadow of your wings.
They feast on the abundance of your house;
you give them drink from your river of delights.
For with you is the fountain of life;
in your light we see light.
~PS 36:5-10 NIV
