The Fog Is Lifting

I‘ve been missing in action for a couple days and this year I’m gonna be more transparent as to why. For the past few days I’ve been fighting a depression episode of pure funk and I couldn’t shake it no matter how much I tried.  When that happens I tend to withdraw, not because I want to hide although that is part of it. More so it is because

• for me the best management technique involves those who are closest to me and
• no one wants to hear a bunch of depressing spew all the time.

I asked those closest to me to pray because I believe that prayer works and changes things.  I took a break from my blog, YouTube channel, even Twitter and FaceBook didn’t see much of me.  I know this pregnancy and the hormone stew that comes with it exacerbates any funk I get into … I also had some life stresses that were weighing on me and THEN found out my favorite uncle had passed away over a week prior in a pretty nonchalant way. It was a mix of situational and biological reasons, but I can say that today I felt the fog lifting.

I’m sharing this because I pray it will help someone.  It’s not always sunshine, lemon drops and unicorn tears over here … but ultimately it is always well.

When peace like a river attendeth my way,
When sorrows like sea billows roll,
Whatever my lot, Thou hast taught me to say
It is well … it is well with my soul.