I've been depressed literally for as long as I can remember. I started feeling depressed at age thirteen and because of a series of concussions I sustained in my teenage years, I don't remember much before about age fifteen. My depression has at times been so consumingly overwhelming that all I can do is sleep. It has left me bedridden for days and even weeks at a time and has caused me to lose everything I once held dear. It has taken so much from me and has given only pain and heartache in return. So why would I ever find my identity in it?
Because it has never abandoned me.
See, the thing is, almost everything else will eventually abandon you. People and pets will die or fall out of your life at one time or another. Jobs will come and go. Talents and abilities can only get you so far before you find someone who is better than you. It seems that everything that we stake our hope in will fail us. But my depression has never let me down. I can always count on it to be there when I'm at my worst. Even when I'm at my best, it still shows up sooner or later. It will always be there when I'm alone with no one to turn to. It will never back out when things get hard. It simply won't go away.
But there is one fatal problem with placing your identity in depression.
It will never fill you with joy. Only Christ can do that. And guess what... He will never leave you nor forsake you (Deut 31:6, Josh 1:5, Heb 13:5). So I'm on a quest. A quest to find my identity in Something greater than my depression. I want to find my identity in Christ alone because I know he will fulfill every need I have.
Heather, you are so right! Christ is always there for us! In good times and bad. He watches over you and gives you strength that you didn't know that you had! And He will give you peace! All you need to do is seek Him, trust in Him, and ask Him!
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