A Psalm that speaks to the heartache of surveying the ruins of our lives.

The invisible world is present though we often aren’t as conscious of it.

We step into the voting booth with one foot on the outside. We are Americans, to be sure, but we are much more. We are citizens of the kingdom of God, over which the King of kings reigns supreme. Our time here is temporary. We are resident aliens in a land destined for a fiery destruction. Our allegiance is to Christ.