Newsflash: I am fully aware that this introduction sounds overly mushy. That doesn't negate the fact that it is all true, for this current season. It also does not negate the fact that God is present a-l-l the time, even amidst the struggles.
Speaking of struggling, did you know that I first came to really know Jesus through a bout with depression? This is a huge reason why I quit my stable, "cush" (is that really a word?) job to move to Denver to pursue a master's degree in clinical mental health counseling. I believe that it is out of our suffering that the Lord taps into our inner being in ways that we would never be able to experience sans hardship. And it is my desire, as God's ambassador - his unfortunately sinful, stubborn, lazy, doubting, flaky, hot-headed, etc. ambassador - to serve as an advocate to those who are hurting - the ones who cannot seem to feel, or potentially even desire - Jesus amidst the paralyzing pain.
I believe that Mother Teresa said it best:
"I am a little pencil in the hand of a writing God, who is sending a love letter to the world."
This is my desire: to, in the throes of unwieldy pain, remind others of their identity - fully loved despite their circumstances.. the joy, peace, or desire for God that they simply cannot muster up because of the weight of their mental illness(es).
We love because he first loved us. 1 John 4:19
Simply because he loved (and currently loves) us.
Wherever this post finds you, I hope + pray that it will bring you JOY concerning the truth of your Belovedness.