Patches of Fog

“Patches of fog won’t hold up under sun.” I clipped this intriguing phrase out of a newspaper and pondered its meaning. “Patches of fog” reminded me of the confusion and depression I’d experienced. “Lord, give me clear sailing,” is what … Continued

Out of Tune: (How God Rescues Us From Our Messes #2)

Tune me up, Lord. Bring every part of my being into harmony with your heart and mind. Play your beautiful music through me to express your love, drawing others into your heart. May I, in tune with you, speak healing … Continued

Be Emptied, then Filled

As New Year’s Day approached, I wondered if I should list goals, resolutions and hopes for the coming year. A new year always seems so full of possibilities, doesn’t it? Yet, I felt empty—devoid of dreams, of hopes, of ambition. … Continued

Gray, Dreary Skies Can be Depressing

Sometimes when skies are gray for several days in a row, I feel a little depressed. I’m not sure if it’s a flashback to the years when circumstances were so depressing, or if it is a lack of sunshine causing … Continued

Living In the Sunshine

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When many days in a row have been cloudy and dreary and cold, a day of bright sunshine can sure lift a person’s spirits. Likewise, when a person has gone through a lot of depression, a day of inner sunshine … Continued

Why, Lord, Why?

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 Many of us, when in grief, have asked heart-rending questions. But it is when we ask the Lord Jesus to take control of our lives that we begin to hear the answers we need. This was my prayer out of confusion: … Continued

Five Steps in Overcoming Depression:

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  Realize depression is an enemy, or at least a tool of the enemy of our souls (Satan). Therefore, this is a spiritual battle and must be fought clothed with spiritual armor (See Eph.6:10-19: Jesus Christ is the Truth, he … Continued

Inadequacy to Glory

. In my valley, vision is limited. High walls rise on either side. Mountains impassable, immovable, are barriers to vistas of inspiration for which I yearn. I long to ‘Write His Answers,’ but don’t even comprehend the questions. I cry … Continued