I have not experienced true loss yet I am consistently tempted to claim things are too difficult for me to handle.  Which is challenged directly by the knowledge in my heart that the Lord will bring about whatever He wishes to happen even if it requires that I be given energy or abundance beyond my personal capacity. “If the Lord be for me who than can be against me?”  That so famously quoted line of the Bible clearly depicts the confidence of the “True” believer, filled with the knowledge that no power may surpass the will of God.  If I then doubt my achievement is it perhaps that I have embarked on some mission of personal intention?  Or maybe that I really do not believe this Bible which I clearly state is the inerrant Word of Almighty God written by the Holy Spirit through the pen of select men.

I am not challenged to life and limb, nor the loss of child or even with a absence of food, clean water or shelter from storm.  In fact, I am down right blessed to be sitting at this computer with the freedom to write about the God who shines upon me.  What then is the nature of my false melancholy, forcing me to write about my dispassionate discord, fretting and flirting with shadows and despair of which I have little understanding or regard?  There must then be some perceived loss, or impoverished nature which causes me to pine about a loss which has not occurred.  Or perhaps it is a fleshly ego which wishes that all were about me.  That all things ran the circumference of my orbit and that every path led to my own acquisition of fulfillment.  Maybe there is an interested party who delights in my despair and sponsors my regret and shadowed thinking?  Someone that would personally benefit from my self-destruction, and eagerly awaits, even dispatching soldiers designed to aide me in my failed perception.

You see I am blessed and my eyes are on all the good things, pure, beautiful, righteous and true.  I maintain my gaze upon Jesus, whether on the hill praying, asleep in the confines of the boat or even those tortured hours on the cross.  That is my destiny.  There is no loss here that can deprive me of Glory and eternity with Him.  It may only be limited by my willing or unwitting capitulation to false pride and despair.  I will not give that enemy of my reward and joy at seeing me limit what God has intended.  Give me all that you have planned for me Lord.  Let me be ever conscious of Your protection and continued blessings.  I will not despair, it is simply not a feeling for a man of Christ.  But if I should alight there Lord as an unsuspecting sparrow, please shew me away so that I may fly from Your outstretched hand.  Praise You Lord God my Father in the name of the perfect Son that you gave to free me from the prison of my own sin and despair.  Jesus, Sweet Jesus.  King of Everything.  Amen.