This morning, I was reading in Psalm 31 about God being our refuge when we need one most, and it reminded me of a time at camp this summer, when I was dealing with an extremely difficult staff member. God provided a way for me to talk with Him about what I was going through. When I would get to feeling pretty discouraged, I could go back to God and think of his goodness to me in other circumstances, and realize that he was going to pull through this time too. God is my refuge and strength, even when there's nobody else to talk to, in His prescence, I was able to 'regroup' Phredd