Blah, blah, blah…. I seem to have woke up with the case of the blahs this morning for no apparent reason. There’s nothing out of ordinary that has occurred in my life. Perhaps it’s more of the ordinary that has plunged me into this depth of the blues. I find myself asking the same question the Psalmist did, “O my soul why art thou disquieted within me?” Guess I should put the rest of the verse in practice and a change of mood will come.
Psalm 43:5 Why are you cast down, O my inner self? And why should you moan over me and be disquieted within me? Hope in God and wait expectantly for Him, for I shall yet praise Him, Who is the help of my [sad] countenance, and my God.(Amplified Bible) Psalm 43:5 (The Message)
Psalm 43:5 Why are you down in the dumps, dear soul? Why are you crying the blues? Fix my eyes on God— soon I’ll be praising again. He puts a smile on my face. He’s my God. (The Message)