Today I felt like I was completely at the bottom. From the moment I woke up, it had a grip on me. I couldn’t find any energy, and I couldn’t find a reason to even have energy. It actually felt as though forcing myself to take the next breath and each breath after that was the only thing keeping me on this side of sanity.
As I fought my way through the day, it occurred to me that feeling this way – like I was hitting the bottom – should feel like the ultimate comfort. For you are no longer hovering or floating and having to sustain your place in thin air. But it didn’t. It was dark and scary. Everything seemed futile. My bones practically ached from the heaviness of it. From the bottom looking up, it seemed as though getting out of the pit would take a herculean effort.
Then I remembered that the wings of God are mentioned in the Bible as a sheltering place. A place of comfort, strength, and safety.
“Be merciful to me, O God, be merciful to me! For my soul trusts in you, and in the shadow of Your wings I will make my refuge until these calamities have passed by.” Psalm 57:1
“How precious is Your lovingkindness, O God! Therefore the children of men put their trust under the shadow of Your wings.” Psalm 36:7
Although I wish it wouldn’t have taken me half a day to reach for my Bible, I was flooded with peace as I read through both of these verses. I don’t have to do my life alone. I’m not meant to suffer through the blues alone. And, most importantly of all, I don’t need to have it all together before I reach out to God. He will lift me up and shelter me in His wings.