I no longer fear the deep. When life viciously tosses me in, I swim for Jesus. He died for me and my eternal life with him. From the moment we met, I have practiced my technique.
When dark clouds gather From life’s storms blowing in And the forces advance Unseen like the wind. And the great sadness Seeks shelter Inside my soul, I will press in to You, Cry to you, Fall on you, And never let you go. You are living water, My daily bread, The definition of together. Reliable, …
From gravest sins to redemptions bliss!
I remember the phone call to Ashley in my car- "Get to the hospital now and don't come alone." Vomiting crossed my mind. We drove silent the half hour it took to reach Rylee.
Over the last few years, I have retreated into my internal safe zone. I become quiet; my thoughts seem to run rampant between the past and the future. Fear creeps in, so I stay in the Word.
The circle itself is exhausting, the emotions life changing. Nevertheless, we do not give up.
Run, little girl, run.
Straight to the precipice down below.
Run, run, as far as you can
No where else to go.
A new life.. Reborn into a new beginning.. a beginning that did not include the fear, pain, or sorrow of a lost childhood.
In my mind, I was hiding in a dark closet that Jesus would never step in. When I say these words aloud, I imagine there are many people with issues I am unaware of, sitting in a closet somewhere, thinking Jesus would never enter, too.
It didn't take long before the mania and depression collided, leaving me in one of the worst states I'd ever experienced.
Locked behind doors of a mental hospital, I never felt more alone.