Depression is a funny thing. Two weeks ago I was so down. I was ready to throw in the towel, I wanted God to take me home. I didn’t want to play this game called life anymore. Fortunately, God has other plans. Thanks to my hubby’s determination I saw the doc, got a med change, went about my life, one day, sometimes one minute at a time, and mostly, I prayed.
Prayer is a funny thing. We don’t always get immediate answers, sometimes, God doesn’t answer at all, sometimes He just quietly sits and listens, letting us find our own answers. Other times, He gently tells us that He loves us so much, and He wants us to just let go and let Him take it all on for us. Then again, at other times, He can be quite direct and blunt, telling us in no uncertain terms that He wants something different for us, and after all, He is God, so He knows best. No matter how He answers though, He always loves us, of that I am absolutely certain.
Life as a whole is a funny thing. I think the writer of Forrest Gump said it best, “Life is like a box of chocolates, you never know what you’re gonna get.” You don’t really. Sometimes we think we do, we think, or at least I think, that I have it all figured out. Things are going to happen a certain way, and then, Kaboom!!!! The bottom falls out of my plans, or I trip and land on my face, or sometimes, it even feels like someone has kicked me in the back of the knee, causing me to fall. The thing is though, no matter what causes me to stumble and fall, God is right there, loving me, and urging me on.
Lots of things are funny, but then again, isn’t laughter the best medicine? Go giggle, and thank God for the gift of laughter and humor!