Robert O’Donnell was a paramedic who saved a young girl fallen into a well. He was famous, and he loved all the attention. When the attention ended, he fell himself – into clinical depression. Eight years after his 15 minutes of fame, he shot himself.
The spirit of depression lurks about fame and fortune. Finish college, and depression waits. Have a baby, earn your first million, win a lottery ticket; the list goes on and on. Ambrose Bierce wrote: “achievement is the death of endeavor and the birth of disgust.”
This lurking depression doesn’t strike everyone who achieves fame or fortune: it strikes those who find meaning outside themselves. An inside meaning is the way to keep depression away. God loves you whether you are a success or a failure. You are His son or daughter. Now that’s real fame and fortune, the kind that sticks with you in all the ups and downs of life.