Hope {photos of the day March 13- March 19, 2012}

Breathe in, breathe out, uncontrollable fear grips my body, my fingers begin to tremble. 2 bad days out of a week and a half of good days, that's good right? I curl into a ball trying to get smaller. Breathe in, breathe out, tears fill my eyes. 2 bad days out of a week and a half, thats good, Brittany, it will keep getting better. The fear churns my stomach, breathe in, breath out. The Lord is my Shepherd, I need nothing. He leads me through vibrant green pastures, beside still, crystal clear waters. He restores my soul. . . restores my soul. . . restores my soul.  That doesn't happen overnight, Brittany. Not even in two weeks. Tears fill my eyes again. Breathe in, breathe out. 2 bad days out of a week and half? That's good Brittany, very good. My hands continue to shake, the panic holding me tightly. You will be whole again. He will restore you again. Patience, Brittany. Breathe in, breathe out.

 The band I wear on my arm to remind me that worrying is foolish, my God is bigger than anything I will ever face.

I had an incredibly happy day, having no other way of documenting that I took I picture of myself. :)

I know you can't read this. You aren't supposed to be able to. This however represents a page of thoughts from my head. With my depression, I lost a lot of my ability to focus and think things through. I actually had a hard time focusing enough to read a book or my Bible. This represents the fact that it's coming back. I am so so excited. I can read again which is beautiful in itself but I can focus enough to think about what I am reading. I can read, take it in and examine it, and spit back out how it affects me. That, dear friend, is a most beautiful gift. I am so grateful and excited it is back!

 underneath the blackness there is sunshine. there is always hope. always hope.

Part of an antique hutch I bought. I love antiques-- the stories they represent, and how beautifully distressed they are. 

May Hope give you courage this week!

-Brittany