Grace-period

It is so odd- The tension between feeling and believing. Take every thought captive... But it seems the feelings take hostages first. I want to believe; Help me in my unbelief. I want to get well; Help me to stand and walk. The darkness is real Although it’s only power  is to infiltrate and lie. The Light can dispel this darkness- Will dispel it-  but perhaps not for me? Definitely for you. I know so many people Infected with sickness of this dark. The hissed lies take root and sprout. The confusion swirls and twists what was once known into: “Did He really say...” “Did He really mean...” Old lies. Old voices. Old darkness. Comes to revisit and stay a while. You can leave now darkness, We are not old friends, no matter what the tune.

Where can I go from your Spirit? Where can I flee  from your presence? If I go up to the heavens,   you are there if I make my bed  in the depths, you are there. If I rise on the wings of the dawn,  if I settle on the far side of the sea, even there your hand will guide me, your right hand   will hold me fast. If I say, “Surely the darkness will hide me and the light become night around me,” even the darkness will not be dark  to you; the night will shine like the day, for darkness is as light to you. Psalm 139:7-12   Life has been overwhelming lately. Depression has been heavy. I have struggled with feeling less than enough, competent, worthy...etc. My prayers seem empty. I feel alone and unworthy of His attention or love. But I am not alone. I am pursued. Seemingly normal events-like coffee with a friend-have become encounters with the Divine. We started talking about recovery and children but then gingerly touched on spiritual things. We didn't know that we were sist