A dark plain. A cold night. Flat lands stretching out as far as the eye can see. But in the distance, dawn breaks. The skies slowly begin to glow. And against that dimly lit canopy, I see the silhouette of a Man. Holding a staff, He walks steadily on. His back is to me, yet…
Tag: darkness
Surrounded
The day is past. The night has come. And in the darkness cloaked silence those thoughts come crawling out, circling, gnawing, and preying on me. The ones that were too ghastly to utter in the light of day. The ones that menacingly threatened to meet me in the dark of night as they flitted past….
On Walking…
It’s a very interesting experience – peering ahead into the darkness, not knowing how the road ahead is going to be – bumpy or smooth, filled with pot-holes, having adequate road signs and rest stops? (Yes, my questions are endless, but I’m thankful He hasn’t given up on me!) Mary Gardiner Brainard said, “I would…
On Not Being Alone…
Through the lows, I’ve gone from one random thought to the next. Emotions and feelings swinging wildly like a pendulum, but always in silence. There is no love. No desire to serve. No hope. Only a foolish longing for things to go back to the way they were. Followed, unfailingly, by the guilt, for allowing…
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