Those who are dominated by the sinful nature think about sinful things, but those who are controlled by the Holy Spirit think about things that please the Spirit. - Rom. 8:5
Dark clouds form above me, full of grief only tears to quench my thirst. Bound in depression’s grip. Sadness leads to anger, followed by bitterness. What brought this pain upon me? How long will it last this time? A temporary smile, won’t last through the night. If they only knew the hell that I go through. They don’t even care. In this dark cold night, there is a warming light. You’re outstretched arms, surround me now, grasped in you’re nail scarred hands. You really care! Jesus you’ll wipe my tears away.