Let’s talk medicine. Let’s also talk about listening too much to the voices of other people instead of THE One that matters. Depression often causes a chemical imbalance in your brain that can be treated with medication. Can God cure this? Absolutely! Is there anything wrong with taking medication to treat it? Absolutely not. I realize this is a touchy situation and many people have told me I share too much. “You don’t have to share everything,” they say. I take my leading from God and He woke me early to share this. It’s early, it’s Saturday, it’s too personal… someone needs to know they are not alone. So I am up writing, yet again sharing a personal experience. (“There is therefore now no condemnation to them which are in Christ Jesus, who walk not after the flesh, but after the Spirit. Romans 8:1”)
I remember I was about to travel back to WV for a visit once and Billy had made the comment that I’d better get my head right before I returned. He didn’t tell me he was a huge part in messing with my head. When I returned I decided to see a Dr. and was placed on medication. God gave my Dr. the wisdom to know what my body needed. Amazingly, as that chemical imbalance equaled itself out I began to feel normal in some ways I hadn’t. Now, I was still in an emotionally abusive relationship and needed to get out. But God had used the medication to help begin clearing my mind. It took many more months, but the wheels of motion were in progress. As my mind cleared, the Lord began to speak to my heart and show me things about my relationship that I had been too clouded to see before.
Recently, someone close to me told me I should not be on that medication. It dulls your connection to God they said. You cannot hear the Spirit of God clearly while on it. So, when it came time to pick my script up I didn’t. I don’t need it, I thought. I don’t want to vex the Holy Spirit or cloud out His voice. Big mistake. I found my thoughts clouded, crying, bad decisions followed. I prayed and God said clearly, did I tell you to stop taking that? No. Was I speaking to you while you were on it? Yes. (Our Father chastens who He loves, “For whom the Lord loveth he chasteneth, and scourgeth every son whom he receiveth.” Hebrews 12:6″) Ouch. What do I do now Poppa? Over and over He has told me to tread softly (of course I have started the medication again). Some people aren’t going to understand or agree with my decisions. That’s okay, as long as I’m looking to my Poppa I’m okay.
I try to do so much from within and feel like a failure too often. Tread softly daughter. All that I have and all that I do comes from my Poppa. All I need to do is claim it and walk in it. He didn’t rescue me from a pit of despair for nothing. No, He saved me for His divine purpose and I’m walking into it. I might me treading softly at the moment, but I’m treading. 💛 ~ Chelle, #f8ithgal
“My soul, wait thou only upon God; for my expectation is from him.” ~ Psalm 62:5