Morning — March 5 — Isaiah 38:14

I chirp like a swallow or crane; I moan like a dove. My eyes grow weak as I look upward. O Lord, I am oppressed; be my security.” — Isaiah 38:14Hezekiah cried out,'O Lord, I am oppressed; undertake for me', and that's the prayer of every saint who's hit their limit. Like a servant watches his master's hand, we look to God, not our own resources. He's a refuge for the poor and a strength to the needy in their distress. And when you feel the weight of injustice, remember Christ — He suffered for you, leaving you an example. When He was reviled, He didn't revile back.