DarkHole

IT’S HARD STANDING UP WHEN YOUR HEAD IS ALWAYS HUNG DOWN. IT’S HARD EXPOSING YOUR CAPABILITIES, WHEN IN FEAR YOU CONSTANTLY ABOUND. IT’S HARD TO VISUALIZE THE END, WHEN YOU WON’T EVEN START. IT’S HARD TO FIND HOPE FOR THE FUTURE, WHEN YOU’RE NOT ASSURED BY FAITH. IT’S HARD TO FIND HOPE, WHEN YOU DON’T HAVE THE EVIDENCE OF THINGS NOT SEEN. IT’S HARD TO FIND HOPE WHEN YOU'RE GOING DOWN HILL. IT’S HARD TO CLAIM THE VICTORY WHEN YOU’VE ALREADY ACCEPTED DEFEAT. IT’S HARD TO KNOW YOUR WORTH, WHEN YOU’RE SURROUNDED BY WORTHLESS. IT’S HARD TO SEE YOUR WORTH, WHEN YOUR ENEMY IS THE CONSTANT REMINDER OF HOW YOU’VE FALLEN SHORT OF YOUR FATHER’S COMMANDS. IT’S HARD TO LAY YOUR BURDENS DOWN, WHEN YOU NEVER KNEW THEY WERE NOT MEANT FOR YOU TO HAVE. IT’S HARD KNOWING THAT YOU ARE FORGIVEN, WHEN YOU DON’T KNOW THAT YOU HAVE BEEN REDEEMED. IT’S HARD TO KEEP THE FAITH, WHEN YOU DON’T KNOW HE’S A REFUGE FOR THE OPPRESSED, A STRONGHOLD IN TIMES OF TROUBLE. IT’S HARD TO EXPERIENCE FREEDOM, WHEN YOU’RE HANDCUFFED TO YOUR PAST. IT’S HARD TO FIND THE JOY, WHEN YOU DON’T KNOW THE PROMISE THAT YOUR PRESENT STRUGGLES SHALL COME TO PASS. IT’S HARD TO MOVE FORWARD, WHEN YOU’RE SET ON LOOKING BACK. IT’S HARD TO SEE THE ABUNDANCE, WHEN YOU’RE FOCUSED ON YOUR LACKS. IT’S HARD TO FIGHT THE BATTLE, WHEN YOU DON’T KNOW THAT IT IS ALREADY WON.

IT’S HARD TO SEE THE RANBOW WHEN YOU’RE TOO AFRAID TO STEP OUT OF THE DARK. IN DEED IN EVERY DARK HOLE THERE’S ALWAYS A CRACK, AND THAT’S WHERE THE LIGHT COMES IN. BUT I TELL YOU IT’S EVEN HARDER TO SEE THAT LIGHT, WHEN YOU HAVE NOT ACCEPTED THE SON.

Written by Yannick

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