I think the anguish, isn't supposed to be ongoing.It's much more than human grief. Yes.The anguish leads to intercession and I believe that principle still holds true.Bunched those together for the contrast. One day I will find this section of thoughts from Charles Spurgeon that recall roughly, that he suffered from a lot of depression and am quite sure that this anguish was something of it, more than of a 'clinical' sort, though there was both and he suffered from many ailments. The vague quote that has stuck all these years was something to the effect of feeling the Lords Manifest Presence, that those days "were like precious gold to me". And the recollection was that they were rare. Without stretching that too far, the reason I guess it has stuck so deeply is in the similarities."Because the creature itself also shall be delivered from the bondage of corruption into the glorious liberty of the children of God. For we know that the whole creation groaneth and travaileth in pain together until now. And not only they, but ourselves also, which have the firstfruits of the Spirit, even we ourselves groan within ourselves, waiting for the adoption, to wit, the redemption of our body." Rom 8:21-23The times when the indescribable Presence of the Lord is so overwhelming, the peace and contentment and understanding... There is nothing in all of life in comparison. The times when it is evident come instantly to mind, this time last year was one, though it was in various stages of ... intensity? Had been thrust into a new and foreign situation, a new job with a lot of commotion and responsibility, I was in over my head by a mile and yet... I could say that I was no longer "Practicing" the Presence of God in the sense of prayer, prayer was oxygen and blood and as Wilkerson put it in this particular message; "Lord, if you don't help me..."But it was at Christmas time, problems at home, my wife was throughly despondent and wanted nothing to do with Christmas, my head was reeling, attempting to finish an old job while carrying the new, beyond exhaustion, spiritually and emotionally ... spent. And then there was the Christmas shopping to do... All of it. To go out on the eve of Christmas, with the hordes and even more madness and...I will never forget it, the sense of the Lord was so precious and overwhelming I thought I would breakdown and cry right there in the mall with tears of joy. Everything had a sense of ease and peace, the love that welled up in my spirit for my family and even for those that I saw rushing about, I began to pray for every eye I met, not a care in the world, everything just fell off. If there was ever a time that I might have stood up and open air preached of the Love of God for the souls He created... It would have been a strange wonder, in hindsight it is easier to give words of expression to it, at the time it would have been something I am sure to see this fool standing there crying, dumbfounded and rendered speechless. Just the memory of it! One day saints this will be the norm and not the exception...How well this size's up with what Ed is trying to express I do not know, the contrast is that these times are rare indeed and the former much more common, even if they vacillate in intensity. I would appeal back to Romans passages above.