O LORD,
In my days of deep darkness and despair,
it seems I am trapped..
No matter what I do or say,
and even when I do nothing,
and say nothing,
taking cover in silence and inaction,
I somehow manage to make things worse.
My best intentions and all my efforts
only seem to dig me a deeper hole.
Trapped in this prison of self-doubt and anxiety,
my thoughts grow deadly:
Surely death will be my only release.
In my dark hole of despair,
everything seems so meaningless.
Life itself seems like a pointless, torturous punishment.
I’m ashamed to admit that my heart cries out in self-pity,
accusing even You:
“Why are You doing this to me?
I’m going mad!
When will You give me a break?
When will You relent and restore my sanity?
Just let me have some peace!
Please, Lord!
Please, Lord,
Help!”
But then,
like the first, faint glimmer of dawn,
a door cracks open in the dungeon of my heart and mind,
and the tiniest shaft of Your light seeps in.
I hear Your silent whisper,
Your breath of life:
“I love you …
I am with you …
I love you …
I am with you …”
Somewhere,
deep down,
in the womb of my darkness,
hope is conceived.
O LORD,
with all my strength
I cling to You.
I put my hope in You,
and You alone.
Amen!
Dave's Diary 
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