My daughter likes the dark. I’m always turning on lights, and she goes around turning them off.
Some people persuade themselves that they like the dark. But after the fake fun wears off, then there’s the Word of God ready to enthrall your heart.
I’m glad God broke into my darkness. Inexpressible joy and peace displaced the depression and loneliness in my heart.
Oh, I’m not immune to depression and loneliness, but there’s a difference between a superficial, temporal bout and a chronic, acute case.
The greatest irony of Christianity is that people are absolutely convinced that they don’t want, like, need what they really want, like, need.