I posted this on Facebook this morning:
When I was in the worst grips of depression, this verse seemed an unrealistic platitude, or a promise given to those Christians far more deserving than I. “Where is my power, love, and sound mind?” I would ask desperately.
If I could have “snapped out of it”, believe me, I would have. If people quoting verses at me would have fixed me, my problems would have vanished instantly. Unless you have ever suffered true depression, you have no idea how tight and insidious its grip can be.
God’s answers for me are often neither easy nor quick. Some I may never receive in this lifetime. But I did come to realize that my bleak depression was never from Him, and that He had in fact given me those good things promised in this verse — but they were buried and hidden under the dark fog of despair.
My road to healing was not easy. But it has been so worth it. I am so thankful that God always kept a spark of hope alive in my heart, that He never let go of me, and that He finally brought me out of the darkness.