Three friends on Facebook share brithdays today, which is not unusual, sometimes as many as five friends do, yet I know Chanté, Jessica, and Michael in person.
When I broke from my usual format Saturday, someone liked my post, perhaps I should have yesterday, but I didn’t leave myself enough time to format the partisan diatribe the way I wanted.
Remember not the sins of my youth or my transgressions;
according to your steadfast love remember me,
for the sake of your goodness, O LORD!”