This is a post from a blog I used to manage many years ago. When talking about the Lord His word is always relevant no matter when they were written.

Life isn’t always lived on an even keel. Many of us have experiences that would have us leaning over so far that we feel we will never recover enough to stand upright again.

When this happens, where do we put our hope or trust? Maybe we have supportive family members, or doctors, or just really good friends who help to take the strain. But sometimes even those wonderful people cannot fully understand what we need.

In Jesus we have the most perfect of friends. The greatest lifter of our spirits, companion in our loneliness and healer of our bodies. He holds the keys, waiting to unlock our prisons of guilt, fear, anxiety and depression and, once the door is opened to us, we will never be alone again.
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The above photo shows boats that have fallen over when the tide went out. Some need the pier for support. Some just lie helplessly in the mud.

Just as we know for certain that the tide will come in again and re-float the boats, we can also know that Jesus can flood our lives with His love, compassion, healing and whatever else we need to live buoyant lives again.
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Ask Jesus into your life today and be assured that, whenever you feel that you are left high and dry by your circumstances, He will turn the tide for you and lift you from the mud.

I suffered from depression for twelve years. Help came not in medication, alternative remedies, different therapies, or counselling etc. Although all those slow and expensive means were tried, nothing brought relief or cure. One night I asked God to remove the depression as I had tried everything I knew. He did. Overnight. In the morning I was free and all praise goes to the Father. Here is a poem I wrote about it.

It didn't happen all at once.
The darkness within
Increased moment by moment until
The years of oppression
And imprisoned thoughts
Had engulfed my very soul.
My spirit, too, was silenced
And I, unable to make
My longings heard,
Retreated further
Into the gloom which
Was my life.

There had to be a light
There HAD to be.
There's always a light for the darkness
However small.
And in one desperate.
searching moment
I found it!
The connection was so close
It was part of myself.
It was my silent voice
And only One could hear it.

The only One who can hear thoughts
Brought light to my spirit,
Brought light to my soul,
Brought light to my life.
How speedily He came
To change my darkened night time
Into glorious morning.
So bright was His light
I find myself
A decade later
Still shining.


                                            ©Anne Macdonald