If you struggle with depression, you are not alone.
The Burning Center recently posted about a 20 year battle with depression. I have a number of posts in this category including some quotes from Lincoln (here).
At our Saturday night service for The Brickworks one of our church family shared the story of her battle with depression. Today, Zach posted about a recent experience and what strikes me is the number of similarities with what we heard Saturday night:
Over the last couple of days I have posted a couple of reflections on depression from Stephen and Mark Altrogge. Today I wanted to share my own personal experience with it.
We planted our church last summer on July 25th. That first worship service was the culmination of 18 months of planning and hard work on the part of myself and my two other co-pastors. It was one of the hardest seasons of our lives. A few months later we had about 40 people attending our church and during a service in September I distinctly remember sitting in the congregation and this thought came over me, “Wow. Here we are. We actually exist. Our church is up and running and apart from something dramatic happening, we probably are not going anywhere.” It was like a corner was turned in my brain and a new chapter was beginning.
The next morning everything went dark.
Read the rest here.
