Dark Night of My Soul

April 5, 2012

Everyday I receive the “Upper Room Daily Reflection” This is from today’s reflection. I really connected to what Naomi is trying to convey. Of course if you ever read St. John of the Cross’ work – “The Dark Night of the Soul”, it is so beautiful. In the dark night of my soul I long for someone’s comfort and no one comes. There is no one to call. I imagine Jesus in the Garden praying Until sweat became blood And even the disciples would not wake. This night is my garden. When will help come? Where is grace? Will I be able to take one more step? The dark night passes and no one came. Or, perhaps Christ was here all along Leading me into the dawn. — Naomi Faw