Winning the Battle
(Reposted from my other blog ... because I needed to be reminded of it often.) I have been in a “funk” lately. I get in them often, comes with being a child from a broken home. (This is a repost of something I wrote years ago, but it still strongly applies.) Prayer has felt futile. I’ve been wanting to pull back from people. I am struggling to accept certain “life problems” that I wish I didn’t have. And I constantly deal with feelings of failure and not mattering. I know it’s not proper for a Christian to expose the fact that they are dealing with depression and frustration with God and disappointment with prayer and unhappiness with life. I know we are supposed to plaster on that “good, happy, Christian smile” and act like we are full of joy and peace and contentment. (Or are we?) But this is the truth about how I feel. And if I can’t be real with God and other Christians (even anonymously on this blog), then who can I be r...
