Author Darlene J Conard

The oppressive presence of the night stubbornly lingered, leaving me desperate for sleep, while the gentle light of dawn remained concealed. I lie restlessly, tangled in the confines of the blankets, as an internal struggle overwhelms rational thought.

As I reach under my pillow for my iPhone, the burning sensation in my eyes intensifies as I squint to read the time. “Only 1:30 am,” I mutter to myself.

Voices of defeat scream in my mind, banishing any hope of peace. Clutching the blankets tightly, I resist their grip, refusing to succumb to weakness. “I can’t bear this any longer,” I whisper determinedly.

Finally able to rise, I sat on the bed’s edge, tears streaming down my flushed cheeks. Perhaps sitting in my chair for a while will provide some relief. I thought. Is this how Jacob wrestled at the brink of the brook? Did the night still wear its timeless cloak even then? The radiant moon and twinkling stars offered no solace, their heavenly display dismissed by my turmoil.

I abhor these moments, but afterward… the light of day began piercing through the night.

We often go through things we do not understand and feel we will live through it. One of the greatest feelings is seeing God’s Light through a new set of eyes.

I declare Isaiah 58:8, “Then shall thy light break forth as the morning, and thine health shall spring forth speedily: and thy righteousness shall go before thee; the glory of the LORD shall be thy rearward.” KJV

I decree that darkness has no dominion and God’s Light will break forth. Your health is restored by the spoken word of the Lord. His righteousness is a path before you for the glory of the Lord is upon it in Jesus’ name, Amen

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