Tuesday, July 31, 2012

In the Darkness

A few weeks ago I had an experience I hope never to have again. I felt physical pain so astonishing that I felt like my body's only defense was to faint. It was a nice thought - to go into darkness and not feel anything.
Since that experience, I have thought about what it would be like to feel other pains so acutely that my body's only defense would be to succumb to darkness and not feel anything. Today was one of those days that I wish I could have gone into the darkness. I didn't want to feel anymore. I was worn out, weary of life, and tired of pain - not only physical this time, but emotional, mental and spiritual, as well.
For some reason my mind tends to write poetry to deal with things in life. Today, this is what my mind caught hold of as I kept repeating to myself,  "it's always darkest right before the dawn".

As a side note, my apologies to anyone who had the unfortunate opportunity of dealing with me today. I ask for your forgiveness and hope that you will extend mercy to me.

In the Darkness

They say it's always darkest
Right before the dawn
But I don't know who 'they' are
Or the the things through which 'they've' gone.
I only know my own life
And the paths in which I've trod
I'd never thought to go so low
To see the face of God.
My hardships have been many
As I'm sure all else could say
But my hardships are mine to fight
So I must find my way
To deal with disappointments
And the setbacks of this life
And wait upon the Lord
And ask His guidance through the night.
I need Thee every hour
But most especially near the dawn
When everything is darkest
And there seems to be no Son.
How can I make it through the dark
To see hope of dawn unfold
Fall down on humbled hands and knees
And there I will find God.


  1. I don't have any words to make you feel better; I'm at a loss and feel badly that you're struggling and feeling so immensely.

  2. 1 Peter 1:6-7
    Better words than I could ever think of. Praying for you. :/

    1. Thank you, Carolyn. They are beautiful words and that is what I hoped to convey in my poem - that even in the darkest hours God is still there. I appreciate your reminder that everything we go through can be to glorify God as we become more like Him.

      6 Wherein ye greatly rejoice, though now for a season, if need be, ye are in heaviness through manifold temptations:

      7 That the trial of your faith, being much more precious than of gold that perisheth, though it be tried with fire, might be found unto praise and honour and glory at the appearing of Jesus Christ:

  3. Prayers sent your way!! Love the poem.

  4. I love you, Wendi. You are in my prayers. ((hugs))