Many are saying of me, “God will not deliver him.”

Dear Depression,

     I appreciate the days that are good.  So very good. My mind  and spirit are calm and reasonable.  That deep ache inside my gut fades into the background instead of pounding me to a pulp.  I have to remember these days when you press on me hard and long.  If there were no hope, there would be no reason to keep fighting you.  But there is hope.  God gives me hope.  Even if He doesn’t fully restore me, He can walk me through your storm.  And eventually, even if it is heaven, I WILL have victory.


                                                                   Child of God

Many are saying of me, “God will not deliver him.” But you, LORD, are a shield around me, my glory, the One who lifts my head high.  I call out to the LORD, and he answers me from his holy mountain.  I lie down and sleep; I wake again, because the LORD sustains me.  I will not fear though tens of thousands assail me on every side.
         Psalm 3:2-6

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