You know it's bad when you start off Monday thinking, it's so bad it can only go up from here, and it has. I've been so loved by God and by people this past week. It blows my mind at people's kindness. They say what doesn't kill you, only makes you stronger, and I definitely think that this past week has made my faith stronger.
Many Good Things:
1. Roommates coming into your room early in the morning when they wake up, anxious to see that you're alright.
2. People generously giving to send you overseas when you're the one that got yourself into that massive account deficit with your fear of man.
3. Friends texting other friends to tell them to pray for you.
4. Friends who listen as you detail how your weekend went down hill point by point starting with Friday afternoon.
5. Your therapist telling you that even though subjectively you feel as if you're being dragged through hell by depression, objectively from his perspective you're actually taking quite good care of yourself and am making wise decisions.
6. A boss who lets you drop in randomly on him and his family because you weren't doing well with depression, and then lets you drive his van home at night so you can save time going to the therapist the next day.
7. Your regional director telling you that she sees more of Jesus in you, and that you're actually a kinder person than one year ago, and that you take more risks for God.
8. A girl whom you disciple pipes up randomly that she prays for husbands for you and your co-leader because you're so nice and pretty.
9. Colleagues who are willing to take on your workload unexpectedly because your mental capacity is shot from depression and stress.
10. Friends who randomly buys you drinks.
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