captivatingbitter

It is one of those days when my heart twists inside me like warped metal… feeling immovable and beyond repair..  I think about the View from the Pit sometimes and wonder why so few writers embrace and write about the pit… but I think it is because the pain there is so deep and so very personal that writing/speaking honestly about is like giving a piece of your soul away to strangers… it feels foolhardy, dangerous and way beyond vulnerable.  How do I articulate this?…. Hmmmmmm… I have unshakable faith in Christ and I have a  hope for a better life beyond this one… but if I did not have my faith I must say I don’t think I would have survived my life.  I would certainly not be as close to daylight as I am now.   I may sill be in the dark… I may still be in the pit… but I can at least see the blessed sun now and I know that I will one day soon feel the warmth of it on my skin with all of its life giving glory.