I was touched by Cathy’s response to my “Dear God: Be My Light” post because it’s so honest and articulates beautifully what so many of us feel on those days we struggle:

I should pull out my dusty Meister Eckhart book because I’m very moved by this post and your exploration of this idea:
“Like Meister Eckhart articulated, the irony of light is that it depends on darkness to be shown. In other words, light is invisible in light. So, in our deepest depression, we are, in fact, closest to hope.”

So here’s the deal: I believe this. It makes sense to my emotional and spiritual intelligence. Also, in really bleak times in my past, I have been surprised and comforted by something Other.
But right now I just don’t have any energy to believe that the light will come again. I make motions in my life, but it all feels so dissociated and hollow.
When you are bone-tired from depression or life or whatever, how are you supposed to admire the light? The most I can muster is anger at the light for letting me down so much.
Anyway, sorry to be a downer. I am very moved by what you wrote. And I liked Jeff’s plan for explaining the return of hope to his daughter. We do a version of that here to our daughter.