I battled with depression for years. The lows were so low for a while that I didn’t want to get out of bed, do the dishes, or clean the house. I didn’t want to do anything. Some days, I didn’t even want to live. As someone who knows, depression is not something you want to keep to yourself. You need to reach out and speak up. If it’s medication you need for a while or counseling-taking the first step is the hardest, but it will help. And while I did both, I wasn’t entirely free until I gave it to God and believed that depression comes from the enemy. For the longest time, I didn’t think God could heal me – maybe He didn’t want to heal me. But that was a lie from the enemy. You see, God wants us to have abundant life and joy in our journey. Satan has come to steal, kill, and destroy, and there is nowhere else he would like you to be than at home, depressed, wanting to die.

Facing depression is admitting that you need help, taking the proper course of treatment, and letting God in to heal you. Take it from me—l am living proof.

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