Lately I feel as if I am somewhere between myself.
As coporeal as my illness is. It has left me collapsing in both body and in soul.
Infelicitous in time.
I am inept and ill chosen in spirit to handle this weighty thing that has been pressed upon me.
Weak in body.
No where I look can I find strength to carry me through these troubled times.
I am sad. My heart is grieving. I need comfort, I need strength.
He giveth power to the faint; and to them that have no might he increaseth strength. Isaiah 40:29