That was the decision of my baptism. Letting go of hopeless despair and depression.
The embrace of hope for, "...whoso believeth in God might with surety hope for a better world..."
I think it's about time I've had enough of depression and pain. Of course I sometimes feel as though I left the woman of my dreams. No doubt I have a hard time believing that another will come into my life.
But it's about time. God lives. Jesus Christ lives. They're alive. I can believe in them because somewhere in all of the universe, they live.
While I am still alive it's time to be happy again. I did this for me. I did this because You live.
Eventually I found more reason to keep the promise but it started out with me.