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The Sufficiency of God's Grace During Depression


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 psychiatrist if my mind is broken.

 When Grace Comes Knocking...

When the day gets hard, and I’m tempted to look for easier ways out I’m reminded that God’s grace is sufficient for me. I’m not thinking about tomorrow because that would give me so much anxiety that I would get into a seizure.

How is this grace sufficient? 

Paul had a thorn in his flesh (2 Corinthians 12:8) which I’m glad he didn’t mention. 

We all have different thorns that make our lives uncomfortable. For most of you following my blog that would be mental illness. Paul begged God (three times) to take the thorn away, but God didn’t. 


Not because He couldn’t but because He wanted Paul to know that His strength was made perfect in weakness.


I too begged God to heal me with divine healing but He didn’t. Instead, He said to me the same words He said to Paul: My grace is sufficient for you. 


Oh, what a loving Father who comes into my depression to give me the grace to carry on. Who comes into my depression to make the medication work with minimum side effects.


I don’t know what you have decided on, but if you do choose to see a psychiatrist—His Grace is still sufficient for you. 

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