Sometimes my thoughts travel
along deep underground rivers...hidden from the surface viewers. Like all of us...I face pain and sorrow...yet I feed upon the source of Joy...and have access to deep, unquenchable cisterns of life giving water and fruit...but I can only partake...when I stop long enough to sit at the water's edge.
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Stories by harmonymckenzie
Inspired
Expressions of worship, encouragement...illuminations of biblical truths...just things I want to share.
Darkness
Emotional outpourings from wounded heartache...
Not defeated
Battling the physical and emotional challenges of depression.