I have been stuck inside for weeks now. Depression was hovering around nipping at my sanity and dragging at my health. That heavy feeling settled around my heart and mind no matter sunshine or storm. There is something really depressing about not having a choice to either go do something or not do it. When you can choose to run to the store or have to wait until Tuesday morning at 6 am to go to the store. But this is just a tiny taste of what it must have been like to be a slave back in Jesus’ time.
I know beyond any doubt that God can be trusted. He has been true and faithful my whole life even when I decided to turn my back on Him. Dark days those were, too. God never forsook me, never denied me, and remained faithful even when I was unfaithful.
I was angry with God’s children, not with Him. Those children had belittled me, had bullied me, and had berated me. I had been teaching Sunday School since 1972! How could they treat me so callously? So I turned my back on the church and the people within it. Still read my Bible, still told Bible stories to my children, but I got tired of being the spiritual leader of my own home while my husband slept.
However, I never got to the point of unbelief in God, but the oppression was as heavy then as it seems today. Read more “Feeling a bit stale? In a rut?”