Sometimes in life, you feel as if you are watching a rerun of a bad movie, except I am living this one and there’s isn’t a remote to change the channel. Somewhere along the way, on the road named Technology, I made a wrong turn, wandering aimlessly for hours. Now, I have run out of gas, left stranded near the cave of despair, waiting for a good Samaritan to come to my aide.
In 1 Samuel 22:1, David is fleeing for his life, escaping to a cave to hide out until the threat subsides. The mood inside is somber, filled with anguish, misery and pain. This dark hole is my current residence, located on Misfortune Circle. The meandering caverns quickly elude sunlight, preventing others from seeing the affliction deep inside my soul.
While David had 400 people who came to comfort him, my heart has hidden the pain of unemployment from others. Like a disease slowly working its way through your blood stream, joblessness has sucked any joy out of me. Isaiah 40:28-31 has an entirely different meaning for me today. Like the movie above, I am that tired and weary individual. As I continue to stumble and fall inside the cave of despair, I am waiting on the Lord for hope and strength to lift me out. Now, would be convenient!
by an Eagle waiting on new wings