On looking up

Photo on Pexels.com An invisible weight presses, keeping me from lifting my head many days. I’m looking down, backing away, shrinking into obscurity, feeling like Naomi, "I went away full, and the LORD has brought me back empty." (Ruth 1:21) And in those dark, heavy, brow-furrowed days, I've learned to cry out. Lift my head.... Continue Reading →

Hope for a sick heart

"I will return her vineyards to her and transform the Valley of Trouble into a gateway of hope." Hosea 2:15 This verse came via email to me today like shade in the hot Arizona sun. I used to tolerate the heat in Arizona pretty well, but as the years have gone by, I haven't grown... Continue Reading →

Laughing at promises

One of my favorite passages in the Bible is in Romans 4:16-17 where it says, “...to the one who shares the faith of Abraham, who is the father of us all, as it is written, ‘I have made you the father of many nations;- in the presence of God in whom he believed, who gives... Continue Reading →

Man shall not live by Prozac alone

In March, Fathom Mag published an article I wrote about my own struggle to concede my need for an anti-depressant. A wise pastor and friend helped me to see that medication was not an alternative to provision from God. It was a provision from God. I've been taking Prozac for a couple years now and... Continue Reading →

Numb

  “Help my unbelief!” Is what I pray most often. Because I don’t see you, I can’t feel you, and I seem to be the recipient of decreased sensation to your work. Chris was onto something, because I can’t smell the color nine either. There is this whiff, this glimpse I get like when a... Continue Reading →

Depression, my servant

you came abruptly i was fine did i let you in? you don't answer questions you invade change the chemistry like gas an undetected trap but now i know you're here now i know and i'll hold my breath or poke my head outside instead i know you want to lull me to sleep you... Continue Reading →

Whatever is lovely- 5 for your weekend

Depression, in my family, is inherited along with steely blue eyes, long limbs and a weak chin. It's something I write about not infrequently.  But I'm not always depressed. With the help of medication and intentional acts of setting my mind on things good, true and lovely, as God's word so wisely instructs, I have... Continue Reading →

I don’t want to write about depression

I've been struggling since Thursday when we left the lodge at Hannagan Meadow.  I thought I was just bummed because we were leaving, but the heavy sadness in my face and chest hasn't left since Thursday.  I've been irritable, tired, on the verge of tears and numb.  It's depression.  I hate it. I hate it... Continue Reading →

3 Things To Do When Depression Sets In

That old familiar fog started setting in yesterday. Fog is the most tangible comparison I know of for what depression feels like. Life is going along just fine and suddenly like a thick fog at ground level, the kind that happened in Oregon where I grew up, depression sets in.  You can't see the hope that... Continue Reading →

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