I stood at the precipice today, balanced by a thread between faith and atheism. Unsure of who I am, and what (if anything) can be trusted.
The day has been spent in prayer, and spiritual battle, desperately seeking a Face I was beginning to doubt even existed. He does not disappoint:
“Within our darkest night,
You kindle the fire that never dies away,
That never dies away…”
How the soul can be brought from such turmoil and agony to peace is one of the great mysteries, and a welcome one at that.
I am thoroughly exhausted, but praise be to the Lord most high!