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I've been seeing lots of threads recently about severe depression and despair.
Strangely, I read these posts and think, "Man, I'm glad I have no idea what that feels like."
However upon further reflection, once upon a time I felt that same way. There were times in my life where I thought the darkness would never go away. There were times where I thought I was beyond saving and things would never even be 'normal', let alone good. I know I have felt it before. I know I have.
So why do I feel like I can't relate?
Why do these stories of despair and hopelessness ring so completely foreign to me?
I do not feel empathy for you, even though I have been exactly where you are. The best I can do is sympathy. What is going on here?
The only possible reasoning I can come up with is that I turned those problems over to God and allowed Him to fix me. I surrendered entirely and gave into His healing. I became a true Christian and was cleansed by His blood.
The result of this is one I guess I hadn't noticed until now. That darkness I once wrestled with has been scrubbed so cleanly from my life, I have a hard time remembering that it was ever there. I remember television shows from my childhood more clearly than I remember horrible things from just a few years ago. The dark days are truly over and Jesus has given me hope.
The hope here that He gave me is that I never have to go back to that. I never have to experience that again. He has delivered me from it and there's no turning back. To help me not turn back, He's blessed me with the ability to forget. I remember with my mind (if I try hard enough), but I cannot recall the emotions in my heart. At this point, it would take serious effort to try and dig up that dirt.
The light comes easily and I have to seek out the darkness.
God is so GOOD! He only wants good things for us and if we give Him total authority in our lives, He will deliver in ways we could never really imagine. I am truly surprised by this revelation! I cannot relate to feeling lost. I cannot relate to feeling hopeless. I cannot relate to feeling alone. I get it intellectually and even experienced it personally but I do not FEEL IT!
Praise the Lord! Thank you Jesus for taking those memories and those feelings away from me! Thank you for opening my eyes to the many blessings you've bestowed on me and making it possible to wake up every morning with one thought- This is the day the Lord has made. Let us rejoice and be glad in it! *starts clapping*
Strangely, I read these posts and think, "Man, I'm glad I have no idea what that feels like."
However upon further reflection, once upon a time I felt that same way. There were times in my life where I thought the darkness would never go away. There were times where I thought I was beyond saving and things would never even be 'normal', let alone good. I know I have felt it before. I know I have.
So why do I feel like I can't relate?
Why do these stories of despair and hopelessness ring so completely foreign to me?
I do not feel empathy for you, even though I have been exactly where you are. The best I can do is sympathy. What is going on here?
The only possible reasoning I can come up with is that I turned those problems over to God and allowed Him to fix me. I surrendered entirely and gave into His healing. I became a true Christian and was cleansed by His blood.
The result of this is one I guess I hadn't noticed until now. That darkness I once wrestled with has been scrubbed so cleanly from my life, I have a hard time remembering that it was ever there. I remember television shows from my childhood more clearly than I remember horrible things from just a few years ago. The dark days are truly over and Jesus has given me hope.
The hope here that He gave me is that I never have to go back to that. I never have to experience that again. He has delivered me from it and there's no turning back. To help me not turn back, He's blessed me with the ability to forget. I remember with my mind (if I try hard enough), but I cannot recall the emotions in my heart. At this point, it would take serious effort to try and dig up that dirt.
The light comes easily and I have to seek out the darkness.
God is so GOOD! He only wants good things for us and if we give Him total authority in our lives, He will deliver in ways we could never really imagine. I am truly surprised by this revelation! I cannot relate to feeling lost. I cannot relate to feeling hopeless. I cannot relate to feeling alone. I get it intellectually and even experienced it personally but I do not FEEL IT!
Praise the Lord! Thank you Jesus for taking those memories and those feelings away from me! Thank you for opening my eyes to the many blessings you've bestowed on me and making it possible to wake up every morning with one thought- This is the day the Lord has made. Let us rejoice and be glad in it! *starts clapping*
I just had been wondering how the concentration camp survivors keep the memories out of their heads...