Looking for my "When"
I was getting tired of writing about downer days. I’m sure you were probably tired of reading about them as well. I had like three bad days in a row. Now nothing overtly negative happened to me those days. It’s just that my “Hope” meter was on empty. I know intellectually that my Hope comes from the Lord and that He is always faithful but that doesn’t help with the immediate loneliness and despair that periodically hits. The enemy knows this and is trying to keep me down. Hope comes in waves and I was bereft of any sort of tide coming my way. I know what I need to do. Just like I did last night, put my head down and get through it. I used to be a distance runner. I was never fast, in fact I was pretty slow with short legs/strides, but I could run for miles. It was the endurance that I was good at. (I’m paying the price for that today with no cartilage in my arthritic knees but at least I have four mara...