Depression doesn’t feel like any other illness.
Depression scared me. It scared me to feel like I was drowning in an abyss. It scared me to look in the mirror and not recognize myself, or worse, hate the person I saw. It scared me to contemplate ways of killing myself, because I felt so hopeless.
As the friend or family member of a depressed person, what do you do?
For a Christian, depression often has two sides: spiraling downward, and simultaneously hating yourself for spiraling downward. It feels like something you should be able to pray away.
Whether you’re unsure if your loved one is actually depressed, or terrified to leave them alone because of what they might do, here are 3 things your friend needs from you right now:
When I was in the abyss, I rarely felt the love or presence of God. When I was reading the Bible or alone crying out to Him, I heard His silence and felt His absence.
But I did experience His love and care through others.
In the darkest moments, I kept crying, “God, where are You?”
But now I realize, He was there through my husband. He was there through friends like Niccole and Scott.
He was there, and He will be there. With you.
"Perhaps we expect punishment from God, either because we see Him as a harsh master, or see ourselves as dead wood, deserving to be thrown away and burned."
As a Christian, depression tempted me to distrust God. I was desperately seeking deliverance He seemed to withhold from me.
How do you respond wisely to what others are saying in the digital town square, especially when it touches a nerve?
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