digging in
this is the reality of my thorn;
raging torrents of the mind.
Lord you came to set the captives free.
am i not a prisoner shackled within my mind?
this is where faith gets tested and hope digs in.
it is here in the darkness that Scripture lights the way.
it is trusting that the One who carried me this far
is sure to stay
i find rest in Your presence and peace in Your Word.
even in the darkest pit I will not be overcome.
colleen errickson ©2008
Stop the Dance
moods shift,
swaying to their own beat
like some kind of mental dance.
a waltz becomes a tango
then slips into a quick step.
Just beware of the break dance.
chaos comes when the beats collide.
anger mixed with sadness,
raging thoughts with depression.
daylight brings sleep,
nightfall is energized.
will there ever be a time
to step off the dance floor?
colleen errickson ©2008
Soul Ponderings 