Thursday, October 04, 2018

Cry Out

"Where have all the flowers gone?" Nah. Coming up with some pithy quote to excuse away the months that have passed. Empty. Days. Weeks. Since fingers tapped the keys
The Sandy I knew. Shrinking. Dying for years. Decades Perhaps?
The reclusive hermit loner I've fought, it's ugly spirit, crept deeper into the crevasses of my numbing soul. As if a poisonous vine; depression, anxiety; wound itself around. In. Out. Choking the very life from my eyes. Darkening my world. My life.
On tip toes the slimy, sticky bottom threatened to draw me deeper.
But God! Never. Let. Me. Go.
Always held tighter in His arms than any threat formed against me. Unknown to me, but always present. I was safe.
He allowed me to sink.
So I could rise again.
To a battle.
Fought every day..
I cry out to Jesus.
Who expects nothing.
But has given all.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VeGNgBwPTMA


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