Oppression

“By day the Lord commands his steadfast love, and at night his song is with me, a prayer to the God of my life. I say to God, my rock: “Why have you forgotten me? Why do I go mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?” As with a deadly wound in my bones, my adversaries taunt me, while they say to me all the day long, “Where is your God?” Why are you cast down, O my soul, and why are you in turmoil within me? Hope in God; for I shall again praise him, my salvation and my God.” Psalms‬ ‭42:8-11‬ ‭ESV‬‬ http://bible.com/59/psa.42.8-11.esv

I am oppressed by my addict. Crafting and cunning, he leads me to where I do not want to go. Hyde takes me to the edge of the great precipice just as Christ was taken to the top of the Temple by Satan. He says, “Jump into the abyss. There is great pleasure there.” He leads me to believe that I will be in control in that space. Why do I go mourning because of the oppression of Mr. Hyde? He taunts me that to be a grown up, I must leap into the darkness.

O my soul, why are you in turmoil within me? God, why have you forgotten me? Why do I go about mourning because of the oppression of my addict? The Lord’s song is with me, a prayer to the God of my life. When I don’t know how to pray or what to pray for, God’s spirit intervenes. He says the prayer I cannot say for myslef.

My only hope is to hope in God. He makes known the path of life for today. Oh God, bring into my awareness your will. Thy will be done in the moment for today. I am grateful that you will never leave me nor forsake me. Have mercy on me. You are my salvation and my God.

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