I can summarize what I have learned about navigating seasons of depression in one word: walk. It arrives, and I must walk through it. I must walk step-by-step, one day at a time. I walk while my Savior walks with me, though his footprints may be unseen. I walk because he walks and his footprints are the steps of victory. I walk, following his footsteps forward to my overcoming.
I walk, because this season will not be the end of me, because my resurrected King is daily resurrecting me. Because I don't need to understand the method or the purpose or the plan or the timing or the reason I am being asked to walk–childlike faith knows not yet walks on. I walk onward and upward and through and between because forward and Godward is the right way to exit the dark.
If you find yourself in a season of motherhood where depression has taken a seat at your table, I invite you to hear four biblical truths of encouragement I filmed last year for Thrive Moms. May God himself bandage your weary heart with the tenderness of his care and the promise of his presence in this place.
I walk, because this season will not be the end of me, because my resurrected King is daily resurrecting me. Because I don't need to understand the method or the purpose or the plan or the timing or the reason I am being asked to walk–childlike faith knows not yet walks on. I walk onward and upward and through and between because forward and Godward is the right way to exit the dark.
If you find yourself in a season of motherhood where depression has taken a seat at your table, I invite you to hear four biblical truths of encouragement I filmed last year for Thrive Moms. May God himself bandage your weary heart with the tenderness of his care and the promise of his presence in this place.
