A Cry From The Depths Of Darkness
by slaveofone

Life. A gift from YHWH. But sometimes, to some people, it is a gift that they desperately wish could be returned. My mother’s is one of those. From the moment she was born, her life has only been one deadening and destroying tragedy after another. And today is one of those days where that tragedy cuts deep. For the first time in a long time—probably for the first time in her life—she is in a position where the only way for her to escape is for her to do something about it. It breaks my heart that my family has done everything we can to help her, but there is nothing left we can do—and if we continued to try, it would only make it worse. Now she is truly alone and facing the one thing she’s fled from ever since the beginning—her own life and what she makes of it. What she does from this point, we don’t know. It scares the shit out of me. She drove off in her car toward the coast. She’ll be sleeping in that car tonight. Maybe for many more nights to come. I don’t know. I don’t know if she’ll make it. I don’t know if I’ll ever hear from her again. I don’t want to lose my mother. I don’t want her to give up. I don’t want her life to be nothing but tragedy. But there is hope because YHWH exists. And there is hope because Yeshua was raised from the dead to prove it in his very flesh and blood. And there is hope because mom has reached the very bottom of darkness and despair–there is nowhere further to fall. She can lay down and die in the depths or she can fight until her last breath to make her way out. Please, YHWH, be with her. Help her to find a way out of the darkness.

• 2009/07/01
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