He forgot his wounds, his hunger and thirst, and became fear; hopeless fear on flying feet, rushing through the forest towards the open beach.

a man does not cry because he is sad, he is sad because he cries

God used it all. He used the hard times to draw her closer. He used the struggle to bring them together.

I will rise when he calls my name, no more sorrow, no more pain, I will rise on eagles wings before my God; fall on my knees, and rise, I will rise.

When life knocks you down, try to land on your back. Because if you can look up, you can get up. Let your reason get you back up.

When life knocks you down, try to land on your back. Because if you can look up, you can get up.

It is this, it is this that oppresses my soul.

I tried to drink a cup of tea, but my hands shook when I lifted the cup to my mouth. I was on the verge of tears, but I knew that tears would do no good. I fed the fire, I prayed, I walked the floor, I prayed, I read my Bible, I prayed; and somehow this even longer second day of storm passed by, hour by hour.

When we struggle, as so many do, in grinding poverty, or when our enemies prevail against us, or when sickness is not healed, the enemy of our souls can send his evil message that there is no God or that if He exists He does not care about us.

I know my family's condition and how we struggled. But the Almighty has something for everybody.

I think there's strength in being honest and open about yourself and your struggles. But it can also be a challenge. This is my life, I live with my own mental health, and that is happening to me every day. I can talk about it from a position of 'Oh, I've done this' but I'm still living that existence.

I wrote 'Option B' because I want other people to know it can get better, and I want to help people make it better.