There is a wave of depression that surged through the past 2 weeks where I am utterly fed up with things that are going on around me. I am finding myself losing confidence in things and people that it makes me want to shut people out.
This call into ministry has been a weight that I have yet to fully discover of its entirety. Expecting people to understand not just the call but everything else that serves as a hindrance to this circumstance that I am in is way off as wishful thinking. How does Paul find such focus in life where all he ever sees is Jesus. How did that blinding experience changed his whole life...
Tonight I watched a blind girl who have worked so hard to embroiled half of the bible and made a sacred dwelling on her shelf to store these huge individual books of scripture, to which she is willing to work harder to complete. But then as a blessing from someone, she was given the full embroiled bible in her new shelf in her room and the joy that comes from that is inexpiable.
Scripture has been such a source of comfort and inspiration from the incomprehensible God for many through the centuries. Such treasure is beyond what many have come to seek after. Being reminded about the source of joy can be made known by something found in my phone is a wake up to how I have lost touched with scripture in many ways.
I turn the pages and yet do I really see Jesus all the time? Or do I only see ways of life and instructions to well-being?
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