Opressed but not Hopless!
The Spirit of the Lord GOD is upon me; because the LORD hath anointed me to preach good tidings unto the meek; he hath sent me to bind up the brokenhearted, to proclaim liberty to the captives, and the opening of the prison to them that are bound;To proclaim the acceptable year of the LORD, and the day of vengeance of our God; to comfort all that mourn;To console those who mourn in Zion, To give them beauty for ashes, The oil of joy for mourning, The garment of praise for the spirit of heaviness; That they may be called trees of righteousness, The planting of the LORD, that He may be glorified.”
Isaiah 61:1-4, KJV
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 realize that there are many examples of men and women who chose to offer hope. Abraham Lincoln suffered from debilitating headaches, depression, abuse experienced as a child, and incredible loss. Yet he chose to turn his page again and again. He said,
A tendency to melancholy . . . let it be observed, is a misfortune not a fault.”
Winston Churchill, who also struggled with despair, called his depression a “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 death 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 quit!”
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 that needs to be spoken, a painting that needs its artist, a war against Satan’s forces that needs to be won by an army that won’t quit, and a soul that needs hope when all seems lost. You, reader, are that person. Keep turning your page.
Amen! Keep fighting, for God is using your honesty and your words to bring hope to people you don’t even know. God bless you, my friend.
I will LouAnn. Thank you for coming alongside me.
Thank you for your supportive words. It means a lot.
May the Lord lift you up Lily.
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!
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.