I was searching for a living spring of hope in my diary from the eighties. Instead of finding hope, it vanished almost completely. And I encountered an excavator that razed the most hidden depths of my soul.
The deepest foundations of my soul were shaken without mercy. I saw how dark and long the crossing of the desert of my life has been. Although I am compelled to navigate this sick sea of uncertainty, someday I will come to taste of the Tree of Life.
“Hope deferred makes the heart sick, but a dream fulfilled is a tree of life.” (Prov. 13:12)
🌹💚I Rose Again 💙🌹
Despite everything, I am happy. Satan tried to sabotage my hope—I wavered—but glory be to God, I rose again! I am so passionately in love with my Lord that I am swimming in serotonin (the happiness hormone).
Lord, I suppose You poured a flood of hormones over me—oxytocin, dopamine, estrogen, etc.—because I feel beautiful! I feel happy with my hair and with my entire being. I feel joy and a sense of being in love with Your creation. You made me magnificent, and I love the way You created me. Thank You, my God.
Satan tried to sabotage my hope—and look at the joy the Lord has poured into me!
My Garden of Exotic Thoughts!