
Ten Tips for a Christian With Depression


Jeremiah 14:9
In recent weeks I’ve gone through a time of profound confusion. My grip on reality has been tenuous at best. I’ve had a struggle with a depersonalizing sense, I seem not to “see” reality as I used to. Everything seems increasingly odd, and disjointed. I see myself outside myself.
Everything is knotted up, again.
I have had bouts with this before. And yet every time the Father has “fathered” me. I have been led through each bout. In many ways, the clinical depression has changed, now it slams. It used to be kind of low grade, kind of a grey fog, a steady and tedious despair, but now it’s more like a black lightning bolt.
I have had suicidal urges and thinking. I hate handling a kitchen knife, as I get the urge to plunge it into my chest. It’s funny like that, I call out to Jesus and He truly does find me.
He straightens out my knotted life only as He can.

History:
This blog initially started off in September 2009 following the idea of “broken believers.” Perhaps it was overly ambitious. But my heart’s desire is to be transparent and very honest. I still want to see this happen, and it does, sometimes.
I know I am not some super-saint with just the right answer for everyone. If I ever made this impression, please forgive me. Believe me, I only want His gentle presence to touch broken people.


“And He withdrew from them about a stone’s throw, and He knelt down and began to pray,”
Luke 22:41
WHO KNOWS WHAT JESUS IS THINKING AT THIS PRECISE MOMENT as he entered the Garden? His disciples waited for Jesus and scripture states that he proceeded ahead of them to find some needed strength through prayer— this verse tells us he went “a stone’s throw.”
We often share in the sorrows of the people closest to us, and Jesus wants His disciples to follow him. And they do, but not all the way. They came close, but were oblivious to the full nature of the pain that was beginning for Jesus. They slept while he agonized.
He was for the first time perhaps, needing someone close.
Many of us will make the same trip to the garden. Soon every believer makes the trip to ‘Gethsemane,’ but not as mere observers. It is a distinct place of testing and of sorrow. And each will experience it for themselves. “The servant is not above his master.”
But Jesus is close— he completely understands what it means to be alone with sorrow. The believer can lean on Jesus as the pain continues. He sends his “Comforter” to each, as he escorts us through this time. He comes in grace, and is completely kind.
He is truly just a stone’s throw away.
“God is our refuge and strength,
always ready to help in times of trouble.”
Psalm 46:1



“Then the eyes of both were opened, and they knew that they were naked. And they sewed fig leaves together and made themselves loincloths.
8 And they heard the sound of the Lord God walking in the garden in the cool of the day, and the man and his wife hid themselves from the presence of the Lord God among the trees of the garden. 9 But the Lord God called to the man and said to him, “Where are you? 10 And he said, “I heard the sound of you in the garden, and I was afraid, because I was naked, and I hid myself.”
Genesis 3:7-10, ESV
When God walked through the Garden, He was looking to find Adam and Eve somewhere. He was searching for them, and I don’t know why, was He wanting their fellowship? Who can say. They both found themselves resisting God.
The garden was the place where Adam lived.
And it was where God was looking, and where the both were now hiding. This shattered this entire world. Man became estranged from God. The friendship was broken, and all Adam and Eve knew was their nakedness. And they understood the shame of sin, and they hid.
The Hebrew word for garden is “pardes,” which means orchard, or garden.
Interestingly, it’s also the word the Hebrews used for studying the Torah. They believe that the proper study of God’s words led them back into God’s garden, and the insight that they received from God’s Word would take them back to the orchard of Eden.
I’ve learned that my sincere desire to read the Bible can become something quite less than stellar. When it does happen it takes me into spiritual truth, and I discover an intimacy with God that I could never conjure up on my own. I’ve received something from the Father who walks in His garden, and is waiting for me.
The study of scripture is not really hard when the Holy Spirit happens.
I have 15 Bibles in my bookcase. Yet sometimes I never understand a passage that changes me. When it does, it’s not as often as I like. I marvel at this wonder of God talking to me. I also suspect that the contact comes when I walk into His garden, and receive the insight He can give me.
Can you step into God’s Word and then truly understand it, And yet we do it’s like walking with Him (in the cool of the day). The garden calls out to me, but regrettably, my heart and mind never really “walks” with God. I read the Word but seldom understand it, and spiritually, I’m not much to look at.
Paredes, is the Hebrew word for the garden, and for fellowship, it’s the place of communion with His Word, and then discovering those bright moments when He comes. It does happen, and yet I truly fail to understand. Yet those specially times, reading the Word becomes a joy because God is now teaching me.
When I start to see scripture on fire, I know He has ignited it.
Blessings to you!
