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Posts tagged ‘depression’

On Turning 70

By God’s grace, I’ve made it thus far.

Parents who first pointed me to God.

Mentors, who shared their wisdom with me.

Rescued from the Moonie cult after two weeks.

Two times had cancer, caught early. Two times in hospital with kidney stones. Doctors and nurses who cared.

Two wonderful children, and three grandchildren so far.

33 years of marriage.

Depression, anxiety, handled with faith, prayer, and therapy.

Friends and family who’ve stood by me.

All grace.

Mood Disorder?

First, a disclaimer: I am not a psychologist, and have no psychological training except a few college classes and one five-day workshop. However, I have been in and out of counseling/therapy since age 12 or 13 (I’m now 66), sometimes with a break of many years. So, any psychological terms I use will be my understanding of what they mean, as a layperson.

My main diagnosis through all these years has been mild to moderate depression, or dysthymia. If I understand correctly, dysthymia comes under a broader category called “mood disorders”.

There are many opinions about depression, including “Just pull yourself together,” “It’s because of your sins,” “It’s a lack of faith,” “It’s from ‘stinkin’ thinking’ (irrational, untrue, or unrealistic thinking),” and “It’s a chemical imbalance in your brain.” Of course, all of these can be true, or overlapping.

I am often (not always) in a state of low-grade melancholy, for whatever reasons, as noted above. I could even add the excuse of my cultural background, which is Hungarian. My parents grew up there and then emigrated to the United States. From what I have read, melancholy is a common characteristic among Hungarians. Again, this could be for many reasons. One of my theories is that Hungary, for hundreds of years, has been overrun by foreign powers and has been constantly at their mercy (if there was any mercy). At any rate, melancholy does seem to be common among Hungarians, indeed, many eastern Europeans.

But, today I would like to share a surprising recent occurrence for me, perhaps a small miracle. The other day, I was in the typical, mildly low, mood. Sometime around 5:30 p.m., it was like someone turned on a switch. I was happy! I felt loved, and worthwhile, like God, and some people, loved me! It was inexplicable! I repeat, it was literally like a switch was turned on in my mood. No longer the negative thoughts like “Nobody likes me,” “I’m evil (or at best, worthless),” “Things are going to turn out badly,” etc. Lest this sounds frightening to anyone, let me be clear; I sometimes have these thoughts, but I don’t give in to them. They are like attacks that happen periodically. I have found ways to combat them. I am not miserable anymore, as I was in younger days. I have the hope of Jesus Christ, which is what keeps me alive and functioning and purposeful. Speculating on where they come from could be another blog post.

Like any mood change, I cannot explain what happened. I’ve even had the opposite happen. I will be in a mildly low mood and plunge into a more severe depression. Happily, this happens less and less in my life.

What can I learn from this? I believe God is trying to tell me, “Don’t rely on how you FEEL. I am with you despite any moods, feelings, or thoughts. I never leave you. Do not base your worth on how you feel, or how others treat you.” Whether I feel happy, sad, or in between, I mustn’t take that as my major reality. My major reality is that God is present and will not abandon me. THIS IS THE REALITY, not what I FEEL!

If Not for the Bird Songs

[After 66 years in California, my husband and I moved to Ohio,
to be near kids and grandkids. For whatever reason, it was emotionally
heartwrenching. This poem expresses those things that kept me going,
especially verses four through six. The person mentioned is a female in-
law, who helped me by her friendliness, and introducing me to many
people and places. Never underestimate how your kindness will help
people!]

If not for the bird songs,


My mind would be lost –

With all the changes,

With all the strangeness.


If not for the fairy fireflies,
I would have lost the wonder,
My mind torn asunder,
I would have gone under.

If not for the thunder,
I would make the blunder
Of sinking in sadness,
Being blind to the gladness.

If not for your smile,
I would have dwelt a long while
In a pit of despair;
Might have torn out my hair.

If not for your kindness,
I’d live only in blindness,
A desert of dryness,
So listless and lifeless.

If not for God’s comfort,
My life would be forfeit,
My joy would be dormant,
My thoughts tending morbid.

O, the greatness of God,
Who lifts up the lowly,
Who brightens our story;
Let us give Him the glory!

Resurrection Nearing

It’s really not your fault –
Perhaps my fated cross.
Some days I live in clinging fog;
I swim as if in thickest bog.

And yet I see a Light
That keeps me in the fight.
Won’t God His precious promise keep?
He’ll surely make my soul complete.

Poor thinking got me here –
Poor thinking, and much fear.
Must reconstruct my mind;
New truths I need to find.

And here’s were God comes in –
His life must grow within.
His Word I must digest
And of my fear divest.

The past I must let go;
The lies and fears forego.
The resurrection nears –
Let there be joyful tears!

His Healing

HIS HEALING

Head hanging
Shoulders sagging
Couldn’t be bragging
About my mood

Soul searching
Heart hurting
Forever turning
To face a wall

Dawn breaking
Light changing
God saving
My empty soul

Joy filling
Heart thrilling
Restlessness stilling
He does it all

—– December, 2011