On whom or what do you turn to as you navigate this weary, sin-filled, and often burdensome world? There was a time I foolishly turned to the bottle and toxic relationships. But now, praise God …

Psalm 18:2: “The Lord is my rock, and my fortress, and my deliverer; my God, my strength, in whom I will trust; my buckler, and the horn of my salvation, and my high tower.”

“O Lord, who art as the Shadow of a great Rock in a weary land, who beholdest Thy weak creatures weary of labor, weary of pleasure, weary of hope deferred, weary of self; in Thine abundant compassion, and unutterable tenderness, bring us, I pray Thee, unto Thy rest. Amen.” — Christina G. Rossetti, 19th century English writer

Currently, the only social media site I post to is gab, which touts itself as “The Free Speech Social Network and Pioneer of the Parallel Economy.”