Just For Today . . . darkness . . . 10/27/10

Dear Holy Friends,     I have a friend named Julie whose mother just passed away. Her father died two years ago. Two weekends ago we caught up in the grocery store and I just held her some while she cried. There are others I know who suffer loss, sadness, depression. This poem is for anyone who finds the darkness calling to them. Even in the dark times, Jesus is there with you. Always remember that.   In His Grip, Chandra   Darkness comes in many forms as sleep that provides rest but sometimes it swallows whole squeezing air out of your chest and as you lie there gagging you decide it is for the best . . .                         Darkness can weigh you down push you into a deep hole hold you so tightly you have no control of thoughts or actions or any part of your soul . . .   And when the darkness gets this big it becomes all you can see you cannot find a safe place where you can be free the darkness is all there is and becomes all you can be . . .   They will tell you to get over it it is all going to pass you choke and strangle and know it is going to last and no one else could ever know the feeling you cannot get past . . .   I know this darkness you are in because I have lived in it too I know the things you feel what they make you want to do I know it seems no end in sight and no way for any rescue . . .   Friend, I sit here on the edge of the darkness looking at your face I know you are feeling                       you cannot escape this place so I will jump in with you and wipe the tears off of your face . . .   No matter what you face this day, I bet you have a friend ready to jump in and face it with you. And I know you have Jesus to carry you. God bless your hearts.   Chandra Lynn Smith