Category Archives: Overcoming Depression

From the Shadows

From the Shadows

 

Here in the shadows where I like to hide

Deep in the darkness is where I abide 

 

I look at my sin and recede even more

I’m shamed and in agony right to my core

 

I look to the light unworthy and shamed

I hear the gentlest of whispers calling my name 

 

The sweetest of songs filling my ears

So very sweet, I want to draw near

 

I see a soft light penetrating my cave 

I reach out attempting to somehow be brave 

 

As the light draws nearer I’m bathed in its warmth 

I feel like I’m being wrapped in God’s arms

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Wandering Girl

Wandering Girl
Photo by Easter Ellen

 

Wandering Girl

 

Broken and destitute, lost and gone

She wanders her way as she saunters along

 

Ignored and forgotten, who’s child is this

That once was a wee one who adored mother’s kiss

 

She breaks the heart of those she once knew

Then a beautiful girl, now broken and blue

 

What can I do to undo this oppression?

She is ruled by darkness, stuck in depression

 

Where can I turn when life leaves her behind?

Unnoticed, forgotten, spiritually blind

 

I pray for God’s mercy to draw her in tight

I pray that she’ll relent to Him and give up her fight

 

I pray for peace to embrace her poor, tortured soul

I pray for God’s blessing to see her once again whole

His Battle

His Battle

The battle that surrounds you is of spirit, not your own
I told you it is Mine and so it is

Rest in this secret place as you worship Me alone
Give unto Him that which is His

Though demons rage and beasts abound
On Me make your weary eyes gaze

My child you stand on Holy Ground
When with angels, you sing out My praise

My victory lies in weapons fashioned not by hand
The sword of the spirit yet is prayer

The battle of Jericoh was won by a band
The enemy fled as worship filled the air

You continue your worry, concerned for tomorrow
Not trusting in My perfect strength

My children all learn that their own path brings sorrow
I’m their redeemer no matter sin’s length

So stand up equiped to war your enemy’s attack
Be still and pick up your sword

Put on praise, truth and righteousness, to cover your back
This victory won, faith’s reward

The Lost Ones

Version 2

The Lost Ones

 

I reach My hand out to the poor, the needy and the ill

I reach My hand to the broken, to save them’s My will

 

Poor in spirit, faint of heart, I love one and all

My voice a gentile, prodding tone, it is to them I call

 

I ache to save the lost ones who I created with my Hand

I ache to draw them to Me, that their hearts would understand

 

I pour My love out like sweet oil, beckoning with my voice

I pour My heart out for their sake waiting to be their choice

 

I reign on high, I’m Lord of All, I’ve already won the battle

These souls are rightfully mine to take, not abandoned chattel

 

Hidden from Harm

Hidden from Harm

 

You have hidden me under your wings of love

You have given me protection from harm

I sit sheltered from all of life’s misery

Safely I sit in Your arms

 

You pull me out of the schemer’s nest

You rescue me from my foes

You plant me in a place of protection

You care about all of my woes

 

What can I give you to thank you enough?

How can I make Your heart smile?

I will sing of Your love forever more

I will worship You even in trials

 

I bless you my Father, I love you dear Lord

I will never tire of Your ways

You have made a clear path for me

You have blessed me with mercy and grace

Your Sweet Voice

When I’m so far down that I can’t see light

I slip so easily to that pit without fright

When the day disappears and there’s only night

I cry out to hear Your sweet sound

 

When my head is filled with thoughts of despair

When the days disappear and nothing is clear

When I can’t form the words in a calm sweet prayer

I know that Your love will abound

 

You lift me up in your tender wings

Oh so sweetly my spirit sings

I am lifted into the arms of a King

And in Your arms I feel love

 

I let you carry my burden called life

I hand you over my worries and strife

Even the worst which seem so rife

I give thanks to You Father  above

Carry Me Home

Photo by Easter Ellen

To pull yourself out of depression can be daunting. It really feels as if you do need to pull yourself out. Nothing seems to alter depression with the constant strength that it has to drag you further and further in without your permission.

 

“Hear my cry O Lord, attend unto my prayer

From the depths of the earth, do sing out to thee

And when my heart is overwhelmed, lead me to the rock

That is higher than I, that is higher than I.”

from one of the Psalms (sorry I do not remember which one)

 

You don’t have to fight back, you just have to hand it over God to carry you in His arms to a safe place where you needn’t feel afraid of slipping further and further down.

 

I am in that place now and God gave me the inspiration to write so that I can remember what I already know… that He is my shepherd and will not let me leave from the place without coming to find me and carry me to safety.