In my newest book, Hurting Hearts Need a Light, I talked about how many people have no purpose in life, and they feel downtrodden. I wrote the book so people could hopefully discover their purpose, which will give them something to look forward to; something to work toward.
If you’ve read some of my earlier posts, you’ll know that I’ve faced depression a few times in my life, but I don’t want to dwell on this, this time. What I’d love to do is tell you what I would do to bring some relief to my dreary days.
Whenever I look back, I understand that our enemy, which because of some of the things I’ve gone through will no longer even mention the name because of my disgust for him, therefore, I’ll refer to him as the enemy. And he’s not only our enemy, he’s our greatest enemy. We know he exists, and we’re aware of his ways, but I don’t believe it’s healthy to dwell on this enemy, or give him more credit than he deserves. I think sometimes we give him too much credit, throw his name around too much.