Back to Healing (Psalm 30:5)
Back to Healing This blog has become more personal than I intended it to be but, maybe God ordered it to be that way for your sake. I wonder how much of what we put out to people as a façade is to hide the hurt in us. Do we sometimes use a “spiritual façade” of some sort? What about you? What is your face saying? This morning I felt depressed, deeply depressed to the point of staying in bed all day, but I didn’t. I could never do that. I am an 8 O’clock riser, not an 11 am riser. The day started very purposelessly which I hate. Part of the day was spent in the basement of what used to be my parents. My wife and I looked through it and found “old treasures” of the past. I finally had to eat something and made it to the kitchen. My wife came up with an old poem made into a card I had drawn as an adult for her birthday and another poem I had given her on Mother’s Day. She had kept them. I noticed that one written in French had a spelling error. Knowing that my