Through a Dark Wood

Today is the Sabbath. I've been reading on and off. I need to find my Greek New Testament and spend more time in it. I'm more hopeful today about the future. Much agony has been spent in needless worry. 'Do not worry about your life', was a wise saying from the Lord. Can I add to my life by worring all the time? No, it's foolish to do so.

So what should I do? Maybe I should just take him at his Word. Maybe I should just trust that 'all things work together for the good of those who love God'.

Mood: contemplative

I have been through a lot these past few months. Early in March I had a 'nervous breakdown'. It can best be described as 'a room in hell'.  Winston Churchill called depression 'this black dog', and Abraham Lincoln said that he was the most miserable man living when depressed.

I may never know 'why' I had to suffer this way; I may never know the reasons. Job was never told. Maybe it's so I can help others who suffer.