Opressed but not Hopless!

Isaiah 61:1-6The Spirit of the Sovereign Lord is on me,

because the Lord has anointed me

to proclaim good news to the poor.

He has sent me to bind up the brokenhearted,

to proclaim freedom for the captives

and release from darkness for the prisoners . . .

Feeling attacked today! My entire family awoke with some sort of physical ailment, my husband’s the most serious. What is it about our family that makes the enemy is so oppressive? Is that I’m talking to you? Is it that we are taking a stand against his demonic forces? Is he that threatened by hope, by you readers turning your own pages!?

If Satan (he who shall not be named), the enemy of all that God has created can grasp us in the pit of despair, especially our children, what chain reaction does he cause? As I study depression I see again and again the path of men and women who chose to offer hope. Abraham Lincoln suffered with debilitating headaches, struggled with depression, abuse, and incredible loss. Yet he chose to turn his page again and again. “A tendency to melancholy . . . let it be observed, is a misfortune not a fault.” He writes to a friend.  Winston Churchill called his depression the “black dog”.

We are in a dangerous place when we turn from fighting for life to assisting death. Death will come, none of us can stop that, but as I drove home the other night, with the darkest of thoughts hounding my broken heart, a single thought shimmered in my darkness. What does living do, that dying does not? Living means my children smile another day, living means I write these words to you and offer hope in the midst of your darkest moments. Living means I shout from whatever platform that I am given. “I will not go quietly into the night!”  So I turn the page.

Today is hard, but you, Lord, give me enough to be present with my husband and children. To comfort them, to bind their wounds, and offer hope to those plagued by darkness. There is a declaration, a painting, war that needs ended, and a soul that needs hope. You, reader, are that person. Keep turning your page.

http://www.krdo.com/news/terminally-ill-mom-assisted-suicide-isnt-the-answer/29024550

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Karisa Moore

I lost my son to suicide. Each day since, I commit my day to turning the page and continuing to write my story. There is no deeper grief, but I know too, that there is no greater hope than bringing life out of death. I offer each page to you as a testimony that there is hope for abundant life!

7 thoughts on “Opressed but not Hopless!

  1. First I cannot even imagine the pain and sadness you have been through with all that has happened. I really enjoy your posts because of the hope and inspiration you are to so many! You are the voice that needs to be heard in this darkness. I go through the same spiritual turmoil for writing for God, but it will not stop me. I think of Paul and how he said in 2 Corinthians 4:8- We are hard pressed on every side, but not crushed; perplexed, but not in despair;
    You are a threat to satan and his demons because you stand for truth and are being the light that he is trying to extinguish in this world. Stay strong and keep fighting for Christ! Praying for you today and hope that you can find relief and joy knowing that your words inspiring so many!

    1. Amen and Amen! 2 Corinthians 4:8 has added dimension for those tempted to despair. We can experience hard circumstances, loss, physical pain, but our suffering doesn’t hold a candle to the glory that awaits us.

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