Captivity now captive, no longer a place I know.
For me, the last few years I have intentionally focused my life on discovering God. From there, he opens my eyes to discover myself in far greater ways than this world has to offer.
While I may not be a saint at being inviting, I know that I have shared His amazing glory with all I have met, and to each, and every soul, He extends the special and individual invite to come to Him.
I will wake up, I will forget things, and I will probably get lost in the parking lot. I feel somewhat lost on the inside most days, anyhow. A part of me appears to be quietly slipping away. I do not always recognize myself with the many changes taking place.
Perhaps what you don't think you need to hear, is exactly what God needs you to receive!
There was a time I couldn’t face the days of trials with this same joy. A time that strength was hard to come by, and the weight of darkness would truly hold me down. God is aware of our struggles. He is also made perfect in our weakness.
While we attempt to form a deeper understanding into what God chose to do when he sent His son, to watch him die on that cross, we will never fully comprehend it.
You see, this is being a bipolar Christian. This is the battle, and He is our armor. I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me. This is not just a verse in an old book. This is my life song. .The theme of my days. .The sticky note stuck on the beat of my heart.
Secrets have escaped the dungeons. Once a prisoner far below the surface for her entire life, the chains were broken and the bars removed, and the dark whispers of the past are out. The secrets have found their way into the present.