1 God is our refuge and strength,
a very present help in trouble.
2 Therefore we will not fear,
though the earth be moved,
and though the mountains be
toppled into the depths of the sea;
3 Though its waters rage and foam,
and though the mountains
tremble at its tumult.
4 The Lord of hosts is with us;
the God of Jacob is our stronghold.
5 There is a river whose streams
make glad the city of God,
the holy habitation of the Most High.
6 God is in the midst of her;
she shall not be overthrown;
God shall help her at the break of day.
7 The nations make much ado,
and the kingdoms are shaken;
God has spoken, and the earth shall melt away.
8 The Lord of hosts is with us;
the God of Jacob is our stronghold.
9 Come now and look upon the works of the Lord, what awesome things he has done on earth.
10 It is he who makes war to cease in all the world;
he breaks the bow, and shatters the spear, and burns the shields with fire.
11 "Be still, then, and know that I am God; I will be exalted among the nations;
will be exalted in the earth."
12 The Lord of hosts is with us; the God of Jacob is our stronghold. Psalm 46
Dear Auntie,
I have been under the weather these past few days. I am so disappointed, as I was mending so well and feeling so much stronger. We have been staying very close here, protecting the baby. Joseph has an appointment for his registration, but it isn't for a few days. While he was out the day before, he found us some food from a food stall, which we now suspect was tainted. I've been so sick but finally getting better. Joseph didn't partake of any of the food, fortunately as he was at the registration office. He has been minding the baby while I have been sick. He brings him for feeding then let's me sleep. Such a kind man, such a good father, an amazing husband. I wouldn't have survived this sickness without him.
The wise woman came this morning and brought me a tea she had brewed to help me feel better. Oh my, it tasted terrible, smelled worse, but I had to drink it because she was watching me like a hawk. It was torture to drink it but I got it all down. She told me the herbs she had used to brew it and gave me the recipe, along with the herbs, in case I needed more. I am feeling much better. The threat of having to drink the stuff again may have been enough for my body to work hard at getting better. I am still weak, but up and around with out little son.
Pray we can leave for home soon. This city is a hard place, not at all like the gardens of home, and I miss my folks so much.
Love,
Mary
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