Like a runner rounding the last lap on a hot day, your eyes search for a finish line that just won’t come into view. The psalmist knew that feeling. “I have done judgment and justice: leave me not to mine oppressors.” (Psalm 119:121) There’s no self-righteousness here. Just honesty. “Lord, I did what was right… …

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