In the darkest room a single candle sheds the greatest light. The consequences of sexual abuse darkens a life. Feelings of unworthiness, disgust, self-distrust, sorrow, and so many other negative feelings crowd out light….like a heavy thick smokey fog choking out life. Post is titled inspiration. Darken rooms, darken lives hardly seem inspiring. I didn’t feel like I deserved inspiration. Here’s the thing I learned. No matter how dark or ugly life maybe, inspiration will find its way in, IF we look for it. A candle in a bright room is lost and hardly noticed, however a candle in a dark room acts like a beacon…True a person can turn their back on what ever hope there is blow out the candle but I learned that hope is a relighting candle. I turned toward hope and bit by bit I added more hope and more inspiration. One of the things about inspiration is I sometimes need someone outside of myself encouraging me and pointing out possibilities that I didn’t know existed. For me, I used prayer but I was filled with doubt but I learned more. Finally, I got counseling. My therapist helped me see the lights and hope and pathways I didn’t know existed. I am thankful that he understood my faith in Christ. He let my shaky doubtful faith play a key role in my healing. Inspiration is all fine and good but I needed motivation and new information to forge a new way of living. My counselor offered both motivation and new information. Sometimes he took old information and presented it in a new way. Many a conversation came with him telling me his point of view was different. I hoped so. I was spinning my wheels in my own life. I wanted a new perspective. I didn’t always agree with him but he sure made me think. I felt inspiration more and more frequently. I looked for motivation to keep moving forward. I wanted to find a better way of living. I wanted out of the dark room and smokey fog. Inspiration combined with motivation and add in action is a powerful combination. I’m thankful I didn’t turn my back on the candle in the room.