Darkness rolls over the sky
The thunderhead pushes against my eyes
Grey and black blindness swallow me whole
I choke, I wretch, my body shudders and seizes
My last breath hovers on the edge of my lips
Lo, but light touches my cheek
A thin shaft of gold fills my lungs
Wider it shreds the clouds
Wider it consumes my limp form
I rise in its warmth
Carried on the currents unseen
I hear the sweet melodies
Chickadee and finch
Swallow and dove
And a voice
A voice I know
A voice I love
A voice that tells me
It isn’t over yet
A thorn pierced brow
Nail torn wrists
Arms envelope me and carry me
The New Day dawns
The pain sears my bones
But I live and move and breathe
And here is the beginning of that change I said would be coming. Story Monday is now Encouraging Story Monday. Let’s face it, I get bogged down by the constant barrage of negative day-in and day-out. We often complain about the hate in this world, and the evil we commit against our brothers and sisters, but that’s where we stay. Complaining. Drowning.
There are others out there trying to bring some encouragement, a little light in the darkness, and I thought some of what I do here should do likewise.
A little hope to start your week.
And now you know what you can do, too. If you have an encouraging story, let me know. Email it to me, or share it in the comments below. Or better yet, post it on your own blog and then post the link to your blog in the comments below. Let’s swarm the blogosphere with some encouragement.
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