DAY DREAM: Depression and Letting Go
I think in pictures, so I can not say this is a vision. Only a visual conversation I watched between myself and Holy Spirit this morning. I wrote it as fast as I could in my journal. Here it is, unedited.
Lord, I’m not sure what day of the week it is.
I’m not sure what TODAY is.
So glad life is happening and that the weather is pretty somewhere.
Hold us close and give us a tender day?
Lord, you know I hate grocery shopping because I always fail. Could you please come with me?
You are worth absolutely the day. And yet I know I will forget. Butyou won’t. Why would you ever wait to spend the day with depression?
“I don’t. Let me have it.”
Here, Lord. I hand you my depression.