“Happy is the one whose help is the God of Jacob, whose hope is in the Lord her God…”
Depressed but not abandoned. In agony yet with an inner joy.
Because He keeps me alive; He sustains me and gives me renewed strength after having been beaten down to the ground.
Because I know Him as my God in a way that only I can know - because He’s personal like that.
Because my weakness has brought me to know Him in a way that I otherwise possibly wouldn’t.
Because I am oppressed and hurting, but I have Him.
Because I know He is with me and will hold my mind when I feel like I’m losing it.
How can I be happy when I’m depressed? How can I talk about being happy when I’m here suffering? I myself cannot explain the power within the darkness. It’s not about being happy. It’s not about the feeling. It’s about believing in the Truth and resting in the fact that He’s got you, trusting that the feeling will eventually follow. It always does. One day, it will. Hold on. And when it does, you will love it.