Oh, to overcome these things day after day...
Battle.
Struggle.
Apathy.
Decreasing... slowly.
Very... slowly...
But I have been given a portion of joy, albeit small.
And I am holding onto it, practically for life.
"Come to My secret, quiet place."
'But I already have, Lord God. I'm in a secret, quiet place, aren't I?'
... "No... you haven't. Come to My secret, quiet place, and step up to My table."
Who would refuse?
He loves me.
'He has taken me to the banquet hall, and his banner over me is love.'
[Song of Songs 2:4]
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