Dear “Dark One”,
A little over a year ago, you said to me
Ah, Melanie, melancholy Melanie of the dark brown eyes, whose name even means “the Dark One”. Melanie, Shade of the Valley. You touch my heart in a way that it has been touched, ever so long since, for few but myself. Yet there is hope, and there is Hope. Demons love the darkness, and they love to visit the Dark Ones, of which I am one, in watches of the night. When you fight them or fear them or flee them, they grow stronger, but when you shine Light on them, reveal them, expose them, write of them, speak of them, speak to them the Name, they must flee.
Reach out; make friends as if your life depended on it, because it does, but do not be deceived, as women will be. Find that one friend you can tell EVERYTHING, that you trust with your deepest and darkest secrets. Facebook is an energy drain. Pour your life out into people. I speak as one who has missed many opportunities. Melanie, you touch my heart like none has in a long time, perhaps because I see myself in you.
I’ve always wondered who you were. I tried to email you only to find you faked the email address. I wish I knew who you were so that I could thank you for your encouragement. If you only knew how often I’ve read your words.
You see, when words speak to me, I read them OVER and OVER and OVER and OVER until they have found a place in my heart forever to reside. Your words are there in my heart.
What you may not have known was that I was intensely struggling with Satan’s lies and those lies were starting to cause deep harm to a special friendship. While some healing would come in the following weeks, total healing would not. Honestly, total healing could not come because I had yet to commit and surrender to God this relationship that I had.
This past month, I struggled again intensely with some of the same issues. I’d like to say I involved God, but what I think really happened was that God involved Himself.
He kept saying “Trust Me. Trust Me” and while I tried to trust Him and for a night I did, I would falter in my trust and I saw the same waves Peter saw when he took his eyes off Christ. For life is indeed like that Sea of Galilee, calm and then suddenly full of waves. I wanted to walk on water, but I took my eyes off Christ. I had previously experienced a peace about the action I was supposed to take. I had felt assured in my spirit that God had already prepared a response. But then, as I looked at the waves, I no longer believed it.
Yet, as I started to sink, I cried out to God and He reached down and saved me just as He did for Peter. Like I said, God got involved and I did what I knew He wanted me to do. As soon as I had finished, His answer came. AS SOON AS I OBEYED. Someone special told me that they had a card for me. If ever I trembled it was then. I wanted to ball, but could not.
A few days later, that card became as well read as some of my favorite Psalms. I’ll never forget it. Not just because it was special and healing, but because I knew the moment I learned of its existence that it was the answer God had promised.
Thank you again, my mystery comment-er. I wish you many blessings in your life and I will always thank God for the blessing of encouragement you gave me.