For many who have struggled with depression, as I have, often suffer from an underlying brokenness that stems from past tragedies that we can’t seem to completely forget. We try to understand why and pray for forgetfulness that never seems to come. But even so, when we know Jesus as our Savior the Light is never extinguished.
Memories Haunt in the Light
I stand upon the solid Rock
I’ve found my firm foundation
Living each day in the Light
Being sure of my salvation
I know His words of grace are true
‘Cause I feel them deep in my heart
I rise each day, out into the world
And that’s when the memories start
The sky is blue, the sun is bright
A chill wind stings my face
I should be happy and light, but cold
Triggers thoughts I seem to chase
Like Paul with his thorn, I pray the Lord
Would remove the pain today
“My grace is sufficient,” He replies
As over and over I cry and pray
But what if grace is not enough
As this memory haunts the light
This is when I must trust and believe
To escape the darkness of night
He uses this memory of pain
To teach me compassion and grace
For the bruised and the broken
Haunted by memories of disgrace
He’s made me merciful and kind
This lesson is not meant to destroy
But some days I’d rather be less caring
And remember only love and joy
My Rock remains firm beneath me
In spite of my doubt and fury
His grace will suffice, I rest in His Light
One day this memory He’ll bury
Broken Believers 