For the past months I have been struggling through an extreme state of despair and depression. Only in the past week has it begun lifting. I have my own self to blame (Ps 107:10-12), but I believe I am only put through difficulty for my good (Heb 12:6-7). It's taught me patience, not only with myself and other people, but also with God (Ps 37:7a).
Not to say I don't still get frustrated, I tend to have a short fuse, but I find I'm able to deal with it in a more constructive way. I've never been one to put holes in walls, but there was
this in March of '07 after the 'Dave Fiasco'. I have since added one for Doc, but even that was some time ago and all that remains are scars that no one asks about.
On a lighter note, many thank-you's to Doc for not giving up on me, exponentially more to God for that same reason. Having emerged on the other side, I can more clearly see the dark hole I was in. Looking back, remembering how I felt in there, I have a deep sense of relief and gratitude that God did not abandon me to my despair, though it felt very much like that at the time. Now I have a better perspective of how things really are instead of bemoaning how I think they should be.
I know I'm nowhere near out of the woods yet (it's called life), but at least I'm finally, sincerely doing better.
•All references are ESV