There are dogs of depression roaming the property. I chase them away but within minutes they are back. While on a short walk I had a talk with the Lord...out loud. There are none to eavesdrop but the trees and they keep what they hear. It's easy to feel sorry for one's self when the mind, like the early morning sky, is grey, clouded, and dark.
Then I started thinking about the apostle Paul and what he wrote in his second letter to the Corinthians:
"We are hard-pressed on every side, yet not crushed; we are perplexed, but not in despair; persecuted, but not forsaken; struck down, but not destroyed--always carrying about in the body the dying of the Lord Jesus, that the life of Jesus also may be manifested in our body. For we who live are always delivered to death for Jesus' sake, that the life of Jesus also may be manifested in our mortal flesh. So then death is working in us, but life in you.... Therefore we do not lose heart. Even though our outward man is perishing, yet the inward man is being renewed day by day. For our light affliction, which is but for a moment, is working for us a far more exceeding and eternal weight of glory, while we do not look at the things which are seen, but at the things which are not seen. For the things which are seen are temporary, but the things which are not seen are eternal." [2nd Corinthians 4:8-12 and 16-18].
So I said to the Lord (and the trees), "I get the point: I understand the why and the what this life is all about." It is, that we remain steadfast; that we are faithful; that we set aside the complaints of the body; that we ignore the roaming dogs, listen for the voice of Jesus, and "...press toward the goal for the prize of the upward call of God in Christ Jesus." [Philippians 3:14]
The dogs are gone.