“Love the Lord your God with all your heart, with all your soul, with all your strength.”
Despite my depression, and living in this dark pit; despite my physical weakness preventing me from doing any labor; despite my social anxiety which limits even the number of people that I can speak with, I have been doing something. I have been loving the Lord with all my heart, all my soul and every ounce of strength that this weak shell possesses.
My Wonderous Father,
Your tender loving care of me, personally, is astounding. Thank you for not being like me. Thank you for your beauty, your Glory and your never-ending unconditional love for me. Like I am a tiny baby, you hold me to your breast and comfort me. You dry my tears, and do not chastise me when I cry again. Your love surrounds me in a warm blanket. I will love and praise you, my King, forever! My Rock, my Rose, my Hope, my Salvation, my Light in the Darkness! How I love you! Amen.
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