depression

Blinded by Grief

I’m not the first woman who struggles to see you in grief, Lord. I cry out in my pain because I don’t know where you are. Mary Magdalene couldn’t recognize you when you were right in front of her, for she thought you were a gardener. So many times I have begged for someone toContinue reading “Blinded by Grief”

Tears of Sorrow

Abba Father! Why do you overlook my pleas for help? Why must you leave me alone in this life without purpose? Father, I cry out in the dark, but you delay illuminating my darkness, and in the heartache, you multiply my sorrow. Yet you are El Roi, the God who sees. You find women weepingContinue reading “Tears of Sorrow”