Gloom

I think gloom is the best word I can give to it.I’ve seen a lot of gloom lately. It’s thick in the air and it seems like almost everyone can feel it.

I’ve witnessed it in numerous cases of depression - some too serious and too deep. I’ve seen it in peoples eyes. I’ve read it in the words people use; people crying out for something they’re certain is missing.

And I feel it too.

I feel this thick weight resting on my shoulders, making the day’s work more slow and human interaction more forced.

It’s not serious depression. I don’t know that you cold even call it sadness. It’s mostly just a heavy gloom.

Today is Wednesday of holy week and I can feel myself and everyone around me crying out for something to break them free from the weight of it all.

In an odd way, I’m grateful that I can feel this heaviness. I’m grateful that I’m not cold to it.

Because I can’t wait for Sunday. I can’t wait for Easter. I can’t wait to know again the Resurrection that breaks through the heavy sorrow of separation from our loving God.

Today may look bleak, but great joy awaits us this Sunday!

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