Longest night of the year, buried in darkness, hope
swallowed up. I can remember a time, dim to my recollection, but real, when I
was not crushed by uncertainty and misperceived notions. When I rested my head
in peace and looked forward to sunrise.
Now my mind is cluttered by such a convoluted belief
structure, anchored in shifting sand and circumstance.
I read words that bathe my deceived, undisciplined mind with
renewed hope and clarity. Truth is found in the book of the Sovereign, and what
He says about me causes me to weep. Darkness is swallowed up by Light.
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