Winds of Change

Slowly, ever so slowly, but steadily, I am beginning to feel better.

The pain is easing off a little.

The mood is getting slightly lighter.

My life is increasingly becoming a little brighter.

There are good days, and bad.

Nonetheless, I am thankful that there are good days. Not like before, when everyday seemed to be nothing but a bad day.

I'm grateful.
Thank you, God.
You've lifted me out of the miry clay and set my feet upon the Rock.

Help me to stay on the Rock.

I tend to shift my focus and my feet begin to slide off into the miry clay again, and again, and again. How slow to learn I am!

If not for your patience, love, grace, mercy and compassion, I perish.