20130925-194457.jpg[Written over a year ago:]

Lord, I am the lowest I have ever been. My belief level is so low. I am on the edge of just giving up on all my prayers.

(My child, I see and know. I am in charge. I told you that I would not let the enemy win. Why do you doubt what I say? Why do you look at the circumstances? What do you see instead of looking at Me? If you will keep your eyes on Me instead of looking around at all the waves, clouds, and storms of life, you will be able to walk on. So look at Me and you will find victory in these storms. Hold on to My hand, look deep into My eyes, listen, search deep into My words, for there you will find victory. Victory is on the road ahead! If you keep looking on the side of the road at all the briar patches, you will get side-tracked and lose your way. Keep looking ahead, My child, for victory is approaching. Look for Me, for I am your victory!)

[The next morning, as I just woke up, the Lord gave me this poem.]

Dance or Despair,                                                                                                                              You choose                                                                                                                                          Dance or Despair.

Dance as you                                                                                                                                              look into the                                                                                                                                       grace of God.

Despair as you                                                                                                                                    look at what                                                                                                                                          you see.

Dance or despair,                                                                                                                              what will it be?                                                                                                                                 Dance or despair?

Dance, as you shout,                                                                                                               “Victory! Victory!”                                                                                                                         “Praise God!”

Despair as you                                   cry, “Woe is me,                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                       Woe is me!”

Dance or despair                                                                                                                                  you choose.                                                                                                                                       What will it be?

— You have turned for me my mourning into dancing; You have put off my sackcloth and clothed m 11e with gladness. To the end that my glory may sing praise to You and not be silent. O Lord, my God I will give thanks to You forever.              Psalm 30: 11-12 NKJV