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You are loved in your weakness. You are loved in your depression. You are loved in your pain. Can you believe that! God loves the weak. Admitting I need help means setting aside my pride and revealing my weakness. Well I thought God wanted me to be this strong faith filled child. Now I realize that there is a humility in weakness that attracts God's power.  Proverbs 16:5 [5]Everyone proud in heart is an abomination to the Lord... Let weakness take the place of pride. He understands and will never never never never never leave you nor forsake you. God is an everlasting refuge, and underneath are the everlasting arms. (Deut 33:27) Weakness leads me to humility. It forces me to reveal my limits and incapabilities.  When I face God I'm thirsty for His wisdom and guidance. That's why God said His strength was made perfect in weakness.  All the more to glory in my infirmities. I rejoice for I know when I'm weak then I'm strong, for the joy of the Lord is my strength.

Cognitive behavioral therapy, a technique used in talk therapy, focuses on changing my words to life-giving words. I've found that Jesus Christ is the sweetness to my soul and healing to my inner spirits.  He is the Word the truth and the life. The more I soak in the Word, the more I find it releasing a sweetness in my soul and healing my spirit.   Nothing is more appealing than speaking beautiful, life-giving words. For they release sweetness to our souls and inner healing to our spirits. "Pleasant words are like a honeycomb, Sweetness to the soul and health to the bones." Proverbs 26:24 TPT God's Words are pleasant. I eat them and they are sweet. My mind finds comfort, my heart finds peace and my soul is delighted. Depression is depressing.  Nothing drags you down faster than negative thoughts. It would be far better for someone drowning with stones in his pocket than fighting negative thoughts. That was my mindset until I discovered that I could renew my mind using

 Romans 8:6 For to be carnally minded is death, but to be spiritually minded is life and peace. Failing to find peace... I used to shy away from this verse. I felt condemned because I am human and, most times, I follow the world's standards to get peace. That means pushing myself even more, trying to be perfect, and hoping that people will like me, but that has meant death.  When I find peace... The more I feed my mind the truth that I'm not condemned because I'm in Christ: I find peace. Not of my own doing but the one that Christ gives me.   My mind begins to be spirit-filled with all the delicacies of God's unearned, unmerited, and undeserved grace. I enjoy peace. I find myself able to breathe and all the dry bones receiving the Spirit-filled Find the right peace in the right place...

Jesus Christ sympathizes with me.  He knows my pain and doesn't turn me away when I'm tired of wallowing in self-pity. Self-pity dragged me down until I could barely lift a finger. There was something about knowing I didn't deserve this pain that justified it but I wasn't getting better.  The first step was to approach the throne of Grace even if it meant crawling. With each stride chirping at my confidence, I crawled across the broken pieces of my heart.  When I reached the Throne my Saviour was compassionate and had already been waiting to heal me.  Healing the emotional wounds that He can heal for you if you approach the throne of Grace. It's never too late.  Ours is not a high priest unable to sympathize with our weaknesses, but one who, because of his likeness to us, has been tested every way, only without sin. Let us therefore boldly approach the throne of our gracious God, where we may receive mercy and in his grace find timely help (Heb. 4:15-16).

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Religion has been controversial when it comess to mental illness. Others think it's taboo to seek help from medical professionals.  I'm in no way undermining your convictions, but when I prayed I felt peace in seeking help.  Job 2:8 [8]And he took for himself a potsherd with which to scrape himself while he sat in the midst of the ashes. When I read the story of Job I saw how he used a potsherd to scratch himself when the Lord allowed  satan to smite him with boils.   In a way, I too was 'scratching' myself with medication.  Christianity for me is more than just a religion it’s a relationship with my heavenly Father made possible by my Savior Lord Jesus Christ because my good works wouldn’t suffice to cover my sins.   I don’t know your conviction, but mine is that my Heavenly Father would want me to take medication and seek a professional psychiatrist’s help. The same way I would go to a radiologist if my leg was broken.  I don’t understand why I shouldn’t seek a