Fear the Dark

There are some things you just can’t hide in marriage: Your habit of leaving your socks under the coffee table or forgetting to close the cabinet after picking your coffee mug for the day. Your morning breath. Forgetting to put down the toilet seat. Putting a roll of toilet paper on the wrong way. Snoring. The way you make a silly face at yourself whenever you walk by a mirror. Your paranoia about being watched. The way you run from room to room when it’s too dark to see. Your habit of waking up your husband in the middle of the night because you’re terrified of going to the bathroom alone.


Healing isn’t linear. The hard conversations we’ll have here won’t be either. But we have to start somewhere, so we’re going to start with a little bit of vocabulary. Today’s vocabulary word is “trauma”.

Isaiah 61:11

Only weeds are persistent enough to grow somewhere nothing else wants to. Sometimes worshiping the Lord grows out of the desolate cracks of your heart in the same way: Persistently, somewhat unwanted, but absolutely needed and uniquely beautiful.