
I hate the weather in Colorado Springs. I am so glad we left. When it’s nice, it’s really nice. But the winters are long – too long. I joke about “June snows” being the reason why I wish to never return. But, in reality, it’s the winters. I’m generally a happy person, but I fought depression during every single winter. Depression loomed as a foreboding cloud, pulsing to overcome my spirit. With the Lord’s strength I survived these dreary winters – all except one – my dark night of the soul. Wearied by the gloom of winter, the weight of my studies, and financial responsibilities, I found myself in a dark place – spiritually. My intellectual-self affirmed my relationship with my God, but I couldn’t sense His presence – at all. It was as if I were in a pitch dark room, so large that no matter how far...
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