One winter night



This is a late post. I should have published this a few months ago but held back.

Whether seasonal affective disorder, AKA seasonal depression, or not, I was urged to write my thoughts one winter night, and the words flowed like a raging river:


Comfort me, my Lord.

My fortress of solitude

Touch my longing heart.


Humbly, I cry out.

Your spirit provides solace.

Rest for the weary.


In darkness, I dwell.

Wandering, lost, searching.

Trapped in silence.


Bound, shackled by chains.

Shall I embrace the darkness?

Or, wait for a sign?


Patiently, I wait,

Like Samuel in the temple.

To hear Your assuring voice.


Your grace gives me strength.

To quell the turmoil inside.

An unseen battle.

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