What does one do when depression is unrelenting and ongoing, month after month, year after year? How does one live life in depression?
After a couple years of terrible suffering and a hope that I would be struck dead by a large truck swerving into my lane on the highway, I finally came to my senses. This was no way to live. I needed something else.
That something else was Jesus Christ. I knew He was already my Savior but didn’t realize He was also the One who could heal me. When that awakening came, I held onto Him, like a man whose body is halfway down a great pit clings to the only branch that keeps him from sliding to the bottom.
My evening prayer became: “Be Thou by me, even as a mother sits by the bedside of her ailing child through the long night. Only be Thou nearer to me, even in my very soul, and watch over the world of my dreams.” I still pray that before turning in for the night and feel great peace that He is right there with me.