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The sadness flows from this painting. Degas caught the dark despondency of his model. Her inertia becomes something we can gaze on carefully and at leisure.
This is one of my favorite paintings. For me, it captures an essence of what depression “looks” like. The anguish and the whole sense of being is seen in the expression of her face. She is frozen in her despair.
Depression immobilizes and then lays waste all that it touches. It is a vicious blight on the human soul.
I remember as a boy seeing a prehistoric bug caught in amber. It struck me as a bit macabre. This poor insect frozen for all to see.
Little did I realize that this was going to happen to me.
For almost 20 years I’ve tangled with clinical depression. It was initiated by a brain tumor in 2002 and has been evident since then.
Depression to me is like being frozen in a deep sadness that clings to my soul. It shows me no mercy when it is active, but I can go several weeks at a time without it being an issue.
There is a dual aspect to this. My experience is like a complete suppression of the good and optimistic, combined with an increase of despair and despondency. I despair of any future good that might occur. Everything becomes bleak and black.
My life becomes a meltdown; a cascading effect of worsening feelings.
I hope that some of this helps, if anything I hope you have a window into my convoluted faith. I don’t want pretend to have all the answers. I’m not a guru. I’m a “work in progress,” and some ways far behind you, the reader.
Hebrews 7:25

“Beware of false prophets who come disguised as harmless sheep but are really vicious wolves.”
Matthew 7:15, NLT
The old King James Version says, “which come to you in sheep’s clothing.” There is something to be said about both translations.
Being aware. Jesus commands this awareness, this discernment that our world is a dangerous place and dark things come out of it. Deception is always working, the true believer must keep learning. We must identify sheep, who are not really sheep after all. They look like sheep, unless you get close. They smell like sheep. They appear gentle and kind.
But inside they are malignant and treacherous. Jesus chose the word, “dangerous.” We pretty much avoid anything dangerous. If there is a sign on the beach, and if it says “Dangerous Undertow,” most of us will comply and our time in the water is alert and quite aware.
There are people in the world who should have that sign, as they are treacherous and deceitful. They say many things, and there is enough there to seem authentic. As simple believers, we feel we should trust without questions. We avert our eyes to anything unseemly or aberrant. Isn’t this what a loving Christian is supposed to do?
Jesus never told us to be tolerant, at least not like this. He understands that wolves will tear apart sheep, ripping them into ribbons, if given half the chance. He commands us to exercise caution. But already there has been way too much “sheep dismemberment” in our generation. The flock has been chased and separated, many have already been devoured.
Jesus is encouraging us to become discerning and aware, and teach it to our children and friends. We shouldn’t be paranoid, or frightened by the world that swirls around us. And there will always be people with mixed motives and confusing thoughts. If we are honest, we ourselves have these same things, as we are His work in process.
Exteriors are always a big question mark. The main issue is the delicate art of observation. The more we get to know Jesus, the more we will identify what is a lie, a trick or a deception. The Secret Service of our country, in learning to understand counterfeiters will study at length the real currency. It’s interesting, they don’t study the false bills, but the real ones.
Be encouraged. He is standing right in front, making intercession for you before the Father. The Word is ours also, and there are pastors and teachers, who are shepherding the flock. You are targeted, but never forsaken. Our enemy is defeated. Do not fear, never ever fear. We have angels in high places who are our friends.
“My sheep listen to my voice; I know them, and they follow me.”
John 10:27, NLT
Do you hear him? He is always speaking to his own; with many things, some pertaining to guidance, and other issues. He delights in teaching us– through words of wisdom that encourage us to follow, or how to really love your neighbor.
He desires to point out things as we encounter them; your curiosity in the natural is meant to be spiritual as well. His soul is that of a teaching shepherd, and he delights in his ministry to us. And we need his instruction.
Regular time with him can not be separated from our daily routine. I have learned that he accommodates himself to us, the ‘grist’ of life is his blackboard. The events that I encounter are his ‘lessons.’ As I move through my life I ‘hear’ his voice. I begin to sense the need of those who I encounter.
“When he saw the crowds, he had compassion on them because they were confused and helpless, like sheep without a shepherd.”
Matthew 9:36
I have learned the joy of praying in the moment with 10 second prayers. Praying continually as I see the needs. I pray for the man who bags my groceries; and lift up the young mother pushing a stroller. I believe his voice prompts me to lift each need I encounter. When the Bible tells us to ‘pray continually’ this is what Paul has in mind.
He ‘tunes me’ to see people from his viewpoint. He shows me of their struggles, hopes, and aspirations. I try to never judge what I’m shown; actually the opposite is true– I’m learning to love like he loves. I’m seeing what he sees.
I’m a work in progress. Very often my cares, sins, and disobedience nullify the voice of Jesus, Sometimes my personal issues hijack me and I swirl down into depression or paranoia. I am intensely flawed, but the Holy Spirit is gracious. He always meets me where I am. Slowly, I’m learning to hear his voice.