Today I feel like I have a life and I matter. Most days I just exist, nothing about me counts. Some days I feel I’m an asset but there are times I’m just bumbling through. At the end of the day I’m alone.
I’m in a dark and dreary place where the shroud of darkness covers everything round about. Where is the penetrating light that dispels the deep black darkness? Where are the Angels that grab the edges of the dark covering and snap it to attention and command it to leave? Why is my mouth shut up and the words locked away that will burst me forth from the captivity of this dark and dreary place—the place where I’m taunted by the recorder of my life. All you know how to do is make a mess of things. You can’t do anything right. You’re fat and ugly. You’ll never amount to anything. On and on and on then the big one that stabs me in the heart and takes my breath away—I wish you were never born—I wish you were dead. I wish I was dead! How can I have a present and a future with those nagging, mocking voices I hear? Where can I go; what can I do to be rid of them?
A still small voice is whispering loudly at me. It’s softly but boldly beckoning “come hither and see”. I have a way to set you free. As I fight to make my way back from the deep, dark hole there is light at the end that is a blinding flash of light. The darkness is running with no place to hide. The light has defeated it; a new day’s arrived. The small voice breaks through with declarations and decrees. The negative word curses no longer torment me.
I now hear a symphony of cheers. You’re fearfully and wonderfully made (Psalm 139:14). You can do all things through Christ who strengthens you (Philippians 4:13). I know the plan I have for you (Jeremiah 29:11). There’s Angel assistants sent to dispel the darkness so I can see the new day. The glory of the Lord has come to say I love you with an everlasting love.
Have you ever felt you were held captive and alone in a dark dreary place?