I am down this week. I am fighting it best I can. I am being very careful. Watching the right shows that don’t bring me down even more. Listening to the right music, cause the blues can really bring you down more, so I am trying to be up beat. I am reading a something about how God worked through Mary with her virgin birth. How God uses the weak to show the strong who God is and how wonderful and mighty he is. I look at my nativity’s around my house a the baby Jesus and see true humility. God’s son, just how we are to come to him. Humble, helpless, needing a father to teach, guid,e and raise us into his grown children. It is the example of the true approach to God. And Jesus the word becoming flesh to be with in us, to be our Shepard and again help us to learn to spread the good news and teach others about our Father Lord God and his Son and his Holy Spirit.
All these words are truth. All these words define God, Christmas, and all he has done for us. I believe all of it. ………………………………
You were waiting for that weren’t you……….. but, in the pit of my heart beside the truth is the pain of depression that blackens my heart and soul. It has made me very angry this week, I can not raise up this pit. I am sinking more and more as the week passes. I believe that God does care and works through me to show love to others. I have a tatoo of a heart with a vine to representing John 15 on my forearm, I put my heart on my sleeve and I have the triune God symbol on my back to remind me that God always has my back. But my heart hurts, I hide my forearm tatoo, I am tired of having my heart-broken and I am building a wall to keep it safe.
How do I reconcile what I truly believe; with the depression that clouds my heart. This is the question that digs the deepest.
till next time…………….