In The Middle

Today has been a hard day. One of those days where I can't seem to put my finger on why I am here. All I can see is my sin and my selfishness and my lack of faith. I know it will pass. But for today, I'm well... just sad. I decided to look up one of my favorite scriptures, Zephaniah 3:17. But the closest Bible was in Italian. When I came to the line that says in English that God is with you, the Italian said, "He is in the middle."
With me means sitting on the couch nodding a head... but being in the middle. The middle of my tears. The middle of today's sadness. The middle of my questions and the answers that will follow.
He is in the middle.
And if I can just hold on to that...