I didn't feel good this morning. Bad headache from the weather (snow,snow,snow). I'm still not dressed because the depression set in. I thought I need to get up and worship God in the midst of this. Of course I didn't "feel" like it. So much for feelings. A really funny thing happened. My CD player stopped playing long ago. All of a sudden I hear click,click and SURPRISE!! Terry McCallum's worship CD comes on. No many how many times I hear it, I have to rise up and worship God. That was totally God. How did the thing start playing by itself??? Immediately God gave me a long poem. I usually get short ones. Is God calling me to write?? I was fired from my Mon. I see God doing things in my life. I MUST fight this enemy of depression and so must we all. I hope this helps someone else besides myself.
Depression
I'm sinking down inside this hole
I'm giving a shout
Please pull me out
I feel trapped, I can't breathe
Please bring relief
I don't want to wallow in the grief.
The muck and mire drags me down
Pulling me deeper till I feel I may drown
Someone throws me a life saver
I grab hold as if it's a pot of gold
Indeed it is, I'm being refined
As gold...much pure gold.
Only in the fire can I be refined
Only by the Potter am I molded
Into His image once again
Why,oh why does this have to be
When I thought He came to set me free.
He's seet me free that I might live
Always learning to forgive
Because that is what He did for me
On the precious cross of Calvary
Will I move on, out of this state I'm in
Or wallow in this pity, wallow in this sin.
There's work to be done
So get out of that bed
Crucify the flesh until it is dead
For Christ did not stay in the tomb
He saw me in my mother's womb.
Long ago He planned my life
Wanting to bring glory to His name
Through my life and witness to others
Reaching out to my sisters and brothers.
I can't do that while focused on self
I need to get off the shelf
The shelf of self pity and selfishness
I must dust myself off and start again.
As I worship Him in every way,
I will have a better day.
He alone deseves my praise
To Him my hands, I will raise.
I thank you God as I'm free once again
That you have set me free from this sin.
Free to worship the King of Kings
Free to be all I am
As I worship the great "I AM"
Freedom is inside of me
I need to kick the depression out
I have that power in Jesus name
I have the power to LIVE once again.
My poem for depression
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AWESOME Barb wow what a great poem. I have to agree with Diggy get out there and share your gift. This is truly a gift Barb and God gave it to you honey. I am so proud of you and all you are doing Barb, keep getting up and writing please share with us to that is so beautiful and uplifting. This is your time to shine keep writing Barb and keep moving forward.
God bless you on this journey
Love ya
Mimi
God bless you on this journey
Love ya
Mimi
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barb,
the poem was great just like you are..GOD inspired you to write it and it will help others as well as you..you have always been an inspiration to me and i know to many others..i will write you a letter in your e-mail and let you read some things i wrote and see how you like it.i am not doing it because you write a poem it was some that i was writing on the book.take care and let this be your year to shine..know that you and mike are in our thoughts and prayers and GOD BLESS.
DON
the poem was great just like you are..GOD inspired you to write it and it will help others as well as you..you have always been an inspiration to me and i know to many others..i will write you a letter in your e-mail and let you read some things i wrote and see how you like it.i am not doing it because you write a poem it was some that i was writing on the book.take care and let this be your year to shine..know that you and mike are in our thoughts and prayers and GOD BLESS.
DON
