I love it when the darkness begins to lift

Flat. Dark. Blah. These are all words I can use to describe how I have been feeling over the last few days. These feelings don't come as a surprise though. I have been dealing with this for some years now after a period of depression. (I don't describe myself as 'depressed' now. That is a much darker experience than I am having.)

What is that makes me feel like this? I can't tell you how many times I've asked myself that question, but I've never been able to come up with a definitive answer. So I've stopped looking. The other thing I've stopped doing is worrying. The statement 'This too shall pass' is a phrase that I keep in my mind, and history has shown me that it is true. These dark periods come, but they also go.

And I love it when the darkness starts to lift.

Does my faith help me in these times? Absolutely. My weakness doesn't change who or what God is. In fact I would say that without faith and trust in a Sovereign God, I would be in complete despair. 

Yesterday the darkness began to lift. And for that I am thankful.

I have just read this and as it seems relevant to my comments, I'll add it:
Let him who walks in the dark, who has no light,
trust in the name of the Lord and rely on his God. (Isaiah 50:10)