Grief. Going. Healing.

Every morning I face you again.

How long will it take for me to rise from the bed?

Will I be late to work?

Will I get anything done?

I try to remember when you weren’t a persistent thorn in my side.

But, those memories are often forgotten or foggy from your presences in my life.

Food? What’s that? Do I really need it today?

Where is the joy?

The desire for things that once caused enjoyment?

Where is the energy of my youth?

Things to do, but no energy to do them with.

Some days are good.

I think, the medicine is working. All will be fine.

The dark days return and I ask why is this my life?

I ask questions and wonder, lots related to you.

I think… No, I know… I’ve landed on truth and what I want to say to you.

You will not define me. You cannot define me. For Christ already does.

I am Chosen. Forgiven. Redeemed. I am a daughter of the one true KING. He loves and cares for me more than I even know or comprehend.

My joy is in CHRIST.

My energy? He WILL sustain me.

If this never ends, He will NEVER leave me. I will not fight you or this battle by myself. I am not alone despite how you try to make me feel.

You and I may be constant foes, but I rejoice because I am Christ’s and He is mine. I am found safe and secure within His loving arms. You may try to quiet me, cripple me, and even distract me, but you will never defeat me.

So, here is a message for you, depression. Consider this battle your’s to lose.

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