I’ve been thinking about grief and depression lately. Mostly because I am tired of it. I’m frustrated because it’s been three and a half years since mom and dad died and it still feels like yesterday. It still takes my breath away and reduces me to a big puddle of tears and sorrow.
Our life changed that day in June. I know I will never be the same. But seriously, why can’t I just get over it?
I’ve read God’s Word and I listen to music that draws my heart to God. I pray and ask Him to take away the darkness of grief and depression that seems to consume my life. I have so much to be thankful for. And I am thankful. But still, why can’t I just get over it?
Do you ever feel that way? Do you have a grief or sorrow that seems to consume you? You pray and beg God to take it from you or from a loved one but for some reason, He doesn’t?
Of course, God always provides hope, even through the questions and the why:
Because of the extravagance of those revelations, and so I wouldn’t get a big head, I was given the gift of a handicap to keep me in constant touch with my limitations. Satan’s angel did his best to get me down; what he in fact did was push me to my knees. No danger then of walking around high and mighty! At first I didn’t think of it as a gift, and begged God to remove it. Three times I did that, and then he told me,
My grace is enough; it’s all you need.
My strength comes into its own in your weakness.
Once I heard that, I was glad to let it happen. I quit focusing on the handicap and began appreciating the gift. It was a case of Christ’s strength moving in on my weakness. Now I take limitations in stride, and with good cheer, these limitations that cut me down to size—abuse, accidents, opposition, bad breaks. I just let Christ take over! And so the weaker I get, the stronger I become.
We don’t know what Paul’s “handicap” was but the God-breathed words of Paul’s gives me encouragement and reminds me that through whatever we face, it’s in our weaknesses that God is strong.
God does give us more than we can handle! I have prayed so many times, “Jesus, I don’t have the strength!” He gently whispers to my heart, “I know my child, but I do.” Without this thorn of grief and depression, I know that I would not be fully relying on God in all things.
This week of Christmas can be hard. There are many who will be facing sorrow and pain this week. And so I pray with you that through your weakness you will feel the strength and love of God in your life.
His grace is enough; it’s all we need.