As I open my journal, pen in my hand, coffee cup in the other, I’m ready to conquer the day. It’s time! Time to start fighting back this deep sadness that keeps trying to steal my joy. As I put the pen to the paper, I’m holding back tears. I push through a flood of emotion, to let the ink tell my story. I’m searching for peace to calm this storm of despair. So much to tell, as my hand races to keep up with the thoughts in my head. The work has begun, a new page has been turned in a new chapter of my life. I’m ending this battle that has wearied & captured my soul. I’m leaving it here on these pages. I’ll no longer carry this burden, this weight. I’m tired & worn but I won’t lose this fight! I put on my armor, my sword in my hand. There is no defeat, there’s only an end. An end to this hopeless, pitiful sorrow & dismay. So I’m cutting the cord & here it shall lay, on this tear stained page, here it shall stay. “For everything there is a season, a time for every purpose under heaven. A time to weep & a time to laugh. A time to grieve & a time to dance. A time to tear down & a time to build up. A time to love & a time to hate. A time for war & a time for peace.” I have won this battle today, put an end to this war! It is now time for Peace & time to restore.
Ecc. 3:1,4,7,8
Photography by: Cindy Lee Hoover “Sea Sunset”
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