Something is wrong, Lord.
I don’t know what to do anymore.
I fumble around in the dark, searching, seeking for answers.
I know you are there- for in the distance I see the light-
It hangs above a cross and the darkness cannot overcome it.
It is this light that is guiding me through this wilderness.
Your son stayed here for forty days and forty nights-
And though he was tempted by the devil- who tried to give
him all earthly power- He stood firm.
Maybe he was staring at the same light; but the darkness
couldn’t overcome him.
Lord, I’m terrified.
I fall again and again and sometimes I wonder how much more
I can take, but I keep going.
So here I am- knocked down by pain and fainting.
I pray for strength every time I get up.
Now the pain is nearly unbearable and I am scared.
Now the silent enemy attacks and I must put on the Gospel
Armor and join the fight once more.
But I am weak and the arsenal is limited- I fight with medications,
with stimulators, with a dog beside me.
I don’t know what to do except hold on; fix my eyes upon the
light and hope for peace.
