Words of Hope for a Baby Born Blind
Help me to know the weight and pain of this life and not to be breezy when the mountains have fallen into the sea. Help me to have the aroma of Christ’s sufferings about me.
Help me to know the weight and pain of this life and not to be breezy when the mountains have fallen into the sea. Help me to have the aroma of Christ’s sufferings about me.
These vignettes from the past depict my ongoing struggle with depression. I’m either too numb to feel anything or the pendulum swings to the opposite extreme.