You were there all along. I see that now. I couldn’t see it in the midst of my darkness, but looking back I can see that what Your word says is true and I’m still here – my belief in you intact. You didn’t take my sorrow away but You walked with me through it. Somehow in my bleakest moments You gave me just enough strength to get by. Strength in day-sized measures. A morsel of hope here, a crumb of light there. You climbed down into the well – down into the devastation of my depression and you sat there with me. My God acquainted with suffering knew what I was feeling.