I let my demons win.
I let my soul forget
the love you bring.
I let envy reign in me.
I let insecurity
flood within me.
I let frustrations
erase Your actions.
I let my selfishness
blur my visions.
Almost an hour inside
my self-imposed asylum,
after I let depression
poison me like helium,
I run to You,
read Your words, my rescue.
You speak to my soul,
to my heart broken and tainted.
You softly whispered
“Bloom where you’re planted.”
You also added:
Yet true godliness with contentment is itself great wealth.
1 Timothy 6:6
My tired eyes begun
to well-up again,
with You I know my demons
will now be in vain.
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My depressed post early this week may came as a surprise to most of you. I have killed a lot it this blog (I am guilty.) and have posted several depressing stories but NEVER in my personal posts. Until, that one.
I am naturally a blissful, optimistic person but the turn out of events last week have broken the leash I put around my inner demons. So they went out.
It was just almost an hour of depression inside our bathroom. After that I read my Daily Bread and He has spoken. His words made me better.
And.. yours too. From my heart please know your encouragement, your concern, your love held my spirits up again. ❤ Thank you so much Vijaya, PJ, Mandi, Judy, Dajena, Kay, Christopher, my M, Mel and Maria. You are all blessings. ❤
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