Depression is set upon me like the deep of night. It wraps me like a cloak. Emptiness swallows me as an abyss. My hands clasp one another in vain search for comfort, yet I have none save the Truth. The Truth alone is my rock and my strong fortress. Though my spirit gasps for the hope of Righteousness, in fear and trembling I stand strong in the iron certainty of my Father’s great love for me.
Though fear overcomes me, and doubt consumes my soul, nonetheless I live within the light of His glory and am invincible as I sprint into the fight. My weapons are primed and ready. I am fully prepared. My Salvation commanded, and I obeyed. His courage flows through my veins. Obedience is life, and He knows me.
Though I am cloaked in the gloom of despair, His power is freedom and light. I need nothing save His Truth. Should my Salvation set me free from the bondage of human life, then to liberty and celestial majesty I ascend forever. No enemy of my Salvation can stand against the living Truth. Hopelessness, despair and death are the sure rewards of all who oppose Him. With the Rod of Iron He will rule His enemies.
The Great One, knowing the end from the beginning, His circle of eternity never ceasing – His perfect everlasting complete understanding; Wisdom upon Wisdom and life unbroken forever. There is none like Him.
In His Image they were made. Beings of light. Perfect until inequity was birthed in them – then toil and shame. Murder, hatred, sorrow beyond measure for a thousand generations –
This life is small. We are born, we live and we die. We will not be remembered beyond our children’s children. We are a flicker in time. Like the flame of a solitary candle, we waver but a little and our lamp goes out. We stand before our Maker and He searches the Book for our name. Finding it, He and all of Heaven rejoices because He and He alone knows the real value of eternal life with Him.