This is not a happy post, fair warning! I just feel like sharing this. It's about feelings I had during my childhood. Can anyone relate? ...
This spinning dark place. This loneliness.
As a child I was scared many times. Scared deeply. I thought of hell and the devil. I saw visions in blue when I closed my eyes. I had dark dreams. I felt one night, probably more than one night, that something was trying to possess me. Something was trying to get inside. So I muttered phrases and fidgeted to keep it outside of me, to fight.
I came to a place early in my life where I realized my parents couldn't protect me from the feelings, from the darkness, the fear, the tormenting thoughts and sensations. They could hold me and sing me to sleep, but they couldn't reach inside of my and fight my battles inside. It was in my heart that I was truly alone. It was in my soul and mind that I was an orphan, exposed to the cold wind and the wolves.
The thoughts and feelings were something I had to face alone. For many years I was unprepared for that battle.
Jesus has been my only hope for peace inside.
This spinning dark place. This loneliness.
As a child I was scared many times. Scared deeply. I thought of hell and the devil. I saw visions in blue when I closed my eyes. I had dark dreams. I felt one night, probably more than one night, that something was trying to possess me. Something was trying to get inside. So I muttered phrases and fidgeted to keep it outside of me, to fight.
I came to a place early in my life where I realized my parents couldn't protect me from the feelings, from the darkness, the fear, the tormenting thoughts and sensations. They could hold me and sing me to sleep, but they couldn't reach inside of my and fight my battles inside. It was in my heart that I was truly alone. It was in my soul and mind that I was an orphan, exposed to the cold wind and the wolves.
The thoughts and feelings were something I had to face alone. For many years I was unprepared for that battle.
Jesus has been my only hope for peace inside.