Marrow It Is...

Tears so that it feels like even my teeth will fall out of my face.

Here the shadow of death casts its pall and the darkness pools in all the places where Loren was.

So I guess THIS is the valley of the shadow of death for me.  Is it here that I should fear no evil? 

Thy rod and staff - will they comfort me?

 You prepare a table before me
       in the presence of my enemies.
       You anoint my head with oil;
       my cup overflows.

 Surely goodness and love will follow me
       all the days of my life,
       and I will dwell in the house of the LORD
       forever.

I guess that is the part to come….

No way round but through.

felicia