Yesterday, the deep immovable sadness emerged. I know it is just a chemical malfunction, and I am completely cognizant of the actual sweetness of my life. For I can see the shiny rays of it trying to bend around the blockage. Occasional one will make it round and manage to touch the surface of my being, but they are weakened from the struggle and unable to spark the desire to move.
So I wait.
For, The LORD is my shepherd; I shall not want. He maketh me to lie down in green pastures: he leadeth me beside the still waters. He restoreth my soul.
How is it possible to be so incredibly sad, and so full of peace and love and joy at the same time?