Depression is like playing snakes and ladders.

The dice rolls and you move along from square to square. Yay! Progress! Your heart feels lighter and you begin to feel as if there is a little bit of hope on the horizon.

Then the dice rolls again and to your horror, you slide down a blasted snake and lose some of the progress you’ve made.

Sometimes you slide down a row and only lose a few blocks. At other times you slide down two or more – or heaven forbid – you go almost right down to where you started…..square 1!  But there is a good side to snakes and ladders too. Sometimes you land on a ladder!  Woohoo! You find yourself taking a giant step upwards and that lost hope begins to surface once more.

In terms  of depression, a ladder could be a really good session with your psychiatrist. It could be your husband making supper or taking care of the baby/children so that you can have an early night. It could be a friend bringing you a bunch of flowers, a slab of Cadbury hazelnut chocolate (my favourite) etc. It could be a group of friends praying over you.

A hard lesson that I have had to learn about depression, is that I will have good days and I will have bad days.

There have been times where I have had an opportunity to share God’s grace and healing in my life with others (see my interview on CCfm radio and sermon at Grapevine Christian Fellowship under Sunshine). It is always an awesome opportunity to give God the glory for what He is doing in my life. But then the next day/week/month something happens which sends me sliding down a snake. I feel like such a hypocrite when people must surely look at me and say, “I thought God healed her? Where is that light bursting through the darkness that she spoke about? Is what she shared real or was she just spouting church propaganda?”

In that moment when the enemy of our souls (the great snake himself) tries to discourage me to just give up, I have to remind myself of a quote from Joyce Meyer, “I may not be where I should be, but thank God I am not where I was!”.

I am encouraged even further by Philippians 1:6, “And I am certain that God who began the good work (of healing) in you, will continue his work until it is finally finished on the day  when Christ Jesus returns.”

Yes! Jesus Himself, the Lion of Judah,  will fight for me! When I feel weak and discouraged, He reminds me that this battle is not mine. I only need to stand firm in faith and He will deal with the Deceiver.

So dear friends, in this struggle with depression,  we must not quit the game, we must keep rolling that dice and keep hold of our faith that  eventually, it will get easier! We will find healing! Our hope will be restored!

I know because I have experienced it.

 

From my heart,

Claire

P.S. Did you know that Winston Churchill also struggled with depression?

He referred to depression as being  ‘A Big Black Dog.’  SADAG (South African Depression and Anxiety Group) have a video clip on their website, which explains depression, using Churchill’s analogy of the black dog.

I encourage you to watch it on the Sunshine page.  http://jtblue.co.za/2018/07/05/the-black-dog-of-depression/

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