TODAY is one of those days when it seems like I cannot go on. My heart cries out in desperation, “Lord, please take it away.” Tears flow steadily down my cheeks. I am alone and I don’t like it.

BUT for all of this I know there will be an end, this too shall pass (I’m hopin’ it will). Yet it feels like this far too familiar pain will be ever enduring. I feel like there will never be an escape for me.

STILL in this darkness, through this re-occurring pity party, I know I only have to whisper two great Words. In two words the haze of doubt will begin to lift. So I blow my nose like a good soldier, put my hands on my hips, look to the ceiling as though it were the bluest of skies and softly say: LORD HELP.

I begin my song, “My hope is built on nothing less than Jesus love and His righteousness.” I sing, “Thank You Jesus, thank You Jesus, I thank You Jesus I thank you Lord, for You brought me from a mighty, mighty long way.” From within I can feel my hope rise, and Holy Spirit within leads me to repeat, 2 Timothy 1:7, God has not given Jay the spirit of fear, but of POWER, LOVE and a SOUND/STRONG MIND.

Dishes need washing; I stand at the sink and sing, Praise the Lord, Praise the Lord for I know You are with me. I sing James Cleveland’s, “Everything will be alright. I feel His peace rising within me, I can write now. I can write of His faithfulness and the ever-present comfort of His Holy Spirit who lives in me. I pray softly, “Thank You Lord for a now testimony. Thank You for letting this body be Your sanctuary.

The telephone rings, and I can display my artwork in at the local arts council store, and will have opportunity to show it again to one of our art dealers.

Disturbing news, negative situations and emptiness will come at times in all our lives, but God always provides. We must never allow fear to conquer and stop what God is growing in each of us.