Some days, hope feels like a foreign language. You wake up to a world where depression has flattened the color and anxiety keeps you circling the same old fears at two in the morning. In the middle of the shadows, it is easy to wonder if God still sees you. You may feel as if you are supposed to have it all together, or that your faith should have fixed the struggle by now. But the weight of despair is heavy, and sometimes a whole chapter of scripture feels like too much to carry. You are ...