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EVEN THE DARKEST MORNINGS

ClothedInStrength2031 July 25th, 2018
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For most, mornings are filled with welcome routine;
wake up to the smell of freshly brewed coffee...
check Siri for the weather & traffic...
read their favorite tweets, post their latest adventures on Instagram...
snap chat the hairstyle or outfit they chose for the day.

As they head out to work or school, they revel in the luminous radiance that fills their mind with Carpe Diem; drinking in all the new day has to offer.

Not for me. I dread the light. It penetrates my brain forcing me to feel the heaviness of reality. As my soul floods with fresh hopelessness I struggle to remain safely ensconced in unconsciousness.

But I always feel I'll lose.

The rays of light peer mockingly through my window… filling the room with torturous light as they dance with morbid victory along the wall.

I shrink under the protective veil of my covers but the taunting laughter gets louder as the room fills with jeering illumination from which I cannot escape.

And then they start. The sardonic voices.

At first barely audible.

My soul struggles to thwart the heinous sounds.

But the agonizing cacophony overpowers my ever weakening spirit as I submit to their vicarious authority; losing more of myself to the talons of their subversive lies.

Alone...I haven't the strength to fight. Consumed by in the dark abyss, I release myself to the smothering darkness of depression.

Just at the moment when all seems lost, from somewhere deep within me, the power of the Holy Spirit begins to rise up.

First, in a still soft voice, it whispers to me...

Your Name is a light that the shadows cant deny

Slowly increasing in authority and volume...

Your Name cannot be overcome.

Joined by tongues of Angels
the steadfast voices reverberate in harmony
reaching into the depths of mire
and I feel the mighty force of His omnipotence lift me
physically, emotionally, spiritually

Your Name is alive, forever lifted high
Your name

And once more,
the resounding veracity of His Spirit
floods my being,
As I feel my lips speak
and I find my own voice
joining in the Holy Proclamation of power
speaking the only Name
which can set me free...

Jesus, Jesus
You make the darkness tremble

Jesus

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River September 9th, 2018
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This is so well written! Thank chu for sharing it with us. heart