This is a battle that takes place every day. It is a reminder of my need for something to hold on to for security. For life.
Is it a battle cry?
Is it a fact?
Is it a fear?
Is it a wish?
Is it a command?
Is it less than any of these?
Is it more?
Is it all of these?
Today fatigue wears me thin. Today I need to know. To believe. I am unable to trust my emotions today, or any day, for that matter. I need to trust what I cannot see. Tomorrow might be better, it might be worse. What will I trust? Who will I trust?
There are days when the battle intensifies, when I know what I am supposed to say, to do, to believe. But I don't always feel that peace. Sometimes the battle is learning to trust that what I know to be true is more real than what I feel or think in that moment.
You are my refuge and my shield; I have put my hope in your word.
Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding; in all your ways submit to him, and he will make your paths straight.