Thank you to inkswamp for sharing this photograph on Flickr.
The dance of life:
Three steps forward
Two steps back
Painful
Paradoxical result: beauty
Thank you to dsorine for sharing this photograph on Flickr.
I went to the grocery store.
By myself.
Just me.
Alone.
Something is definitely different.
Thank you to kyletait for the picture.
How is it that an encounter with beauty can engender pain and joy at the same time?
This essay, "My Mother's Gift," was posted today at "Mackin Ink" I wept as I read it, but with a poignant joy all the same. It is so beautiful. Read it here.
Thank you to this photographer for "The Eternal Flame."
Today I am:
anxious
guilt-ridden
worried
sad
teary
But I am grateful, too.
Thank you, family, friends, God, for giving me so much to be grateful about.
Thank you to Walkabout Wolf for this picture from the Snoqualmie National Forest here in Washington State.
There is a beautiful essay posted today at C Jane Enjoy It regarding the gift of human touch.
The above photograph is by Planet Love on Flickr. If you are up to a sad story, click on it to read more about little Marcel of Romania, who has not received the gift of touch.
Thank you to bye-bye-omoide for sharing this picture on Flickr.
I am in that place where I try to decide if it is better to fight my illness or to submit to it and just adjust. I look back over this blog, and see the many times I thought that healing was beginning, when it wasn't. Small improvements have come, but much remains the same as when this all began.
I am reminded of this passage from Mosiah 24:
14 And I will also ease the burdens which are put upon your shoulders, that even you cannot feel them upon your backs, even while you are in bondage; and this will I do that ye may stand as witnesses for me hereafter, and that ye may know of a surety that I, the Lord God, do visit my people in their afflictions.
15 And now it came to pass that the burdens which were laid upon Alma and his brethren were made light; yea, the Lord did strengthen them that they could bear up their burdens with ease, and they did submit cheerfully and with patience to all the will of the Lord.
These people were promised deliverance, and it came to them, in time. I know that deliverance will come to me, as well. I just don't know when, or if it will be in this life, or the next.
In the mean time, I do my best to "submit cheerfully and with patience to all the will of the Lord."
It seems strange to talk about being cheerful when my problem is unrelenting depression, but, somehow, it resonates. In the area of trusting in the wisdom of the Lord in all of this, I do, somehow, feel a measure of good cheer.
I believe that, when all is said and done, this is a time to submit and keep on pressing forward in spite of burdens. The Lord is, indeed, doing great things to make my burdens lighter, through a loving family most of all. Even though these present burdens are not yet removed from my shoulders, He is sustaining me.
I feel His love and approval every day, and that makes all the difference.
I always feel encouraged when I start organizing. It seems that it may be a sign of improvement. Today, it was the medicine cabinet.
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