Struggles

There is a gaping hole in my chest, burning at the edges. This thing called depression fights to surround me. There is nothing I can do to sooth it. No night of rest, no fun and mindless outing. No prayer, no verse, no song, no poem, no thing.

This overwhelming sense of hopelessness encompasses my soul.

EHPESIANS 5:1-21!

"Let no one deceive you with empty words..."

"...for you were formerly darkness, but now you are light in the Lord; walk as children of light...."

"For this reason it says, 'AWAKE O sleeper, and ARISE from the dead! And Christ shall make day dawn upon you and give you light!"



I can almost see it, this dream I'm dreaming, but, there's a voice inside my head saying, "You'll never reach it." Every step I'm taking, every move I make feels lost with no direction, my faith is shaking. But I've got to keep trying. Gotta keep my head held high. There's always going to be another mountain, I'm always gonna want to make it move. Always going to be an uphill battle, sometimes I'm gonna have to lose. It's not about how fast I get there, not about what's waiting on the other side, it's the climb. (never in my WILDEST dreams did I think those words would speak to me)



"Feel grief, but respond with rejoicing."




Just keep pushing on..