Depression strengthens my faith. That statement may sound awkward but when I'm at the point where I feel exhausted from all my efforts and my mind can't come up with any more partial answers, I confess, "I took my eyes off of you, Jesus." I find the purpose in my suffering is to turn my eyes towards Him.
When I do turn my eyes back to Him, my perspective changes, my hope is renewed, and my threshold for frustration increases. Best of all, getting back up from each down moment tells me that I am far from the immature young man I used to be.
When I do turn my eyes back to Him, my perspective changes, my hope is renewed, and my threshold for frustration increases. Best of all, getting back up from each down moment tells me that I am far from the immature young man I used to be.
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