Well, I fell down. Again. It happens.
But I am determined to not stay down!
I would like to wallow in self pity, and say that no one is there to help me up when I fall. But I won't say that out loud, even if I think it's true.
I'm back to the grindstone and saying "HalleluYAH anyway!" even if I don't feel like it.
Logically, if you think about it, Yahweh has not changed. He is still good, still love, and still on the throne! I am the one who changed. My faith failed. My emotions ruled. My sorrows overtook me.
I'm back up again after 2 weeks of heavy depression, and will see how long this head stays above water this time :)
PRESSING ONWARD!