EVERYONE NEEDS HOPE THESE DAY! I’m so thankful that each time I look in the eyes of my dog, I feel hope. No doubt, if you share life with a furry friend, you’ve felt it too. Could God be trying to tell us something?
2020 has been a chaotic a year for millions around the world. And if you’re dealing with depression, know that you’re not alone.
To give you perspective, according to the Anxiety and Depression Association of America (AADA), in 2015, around 16.1 million adults aged 18 years or older in the U.S. experienced at least one major depressive episode, which represents 6.7 percent of all American adults. In 2020, with the global pandemic gripping the world, COVID-19 has likely tripled depression rate, study finds.
There are different types of depressive disorders, and all sorts of treatment options. In this blog post, I would simply like to share my personal experience with depression, and share how my dogs played a major role in pulling me through. If you are struggling with depression, and have the good fortune to have a dog (or other beloved pet), I pray this article will offer hope for better days.
How I Overcame Depression, with the Help of My Dogs
Never be afraid to trust an unknown future to a known God.
Corrie Ten Boom
Heavenly Father, as I go about my day, please help me to trust you with all my heart and not lean on my own understanding of what I see and feel. Remind me that you are good, that you love me, and are with me. And help me to trust that you are sovereign over all the earth. I commit this day to you right now, and all my loved ones. Keep us in your loving care. Amen
Trust in the Lord with all your heart; do not depend on your own understanding. Seek his will in all you do, and he will show you which path to take. — Proverbs 3:5-6
Things seemed to be going smoothly, and then all of a sudden, for no apparent reason, the road we’re walking takes a terrible turn and we find ourselves trudging through a dark valley. We long for answers, direction, and relief, but don’t always find them. Feelings of discouragement follow . . .
I read a Chinese Proverb recently that says,
A bird does not sing because it has an answer. It sings because it has a song.
Reading this got me thinking —What’s my song? What’s hidden within my heart that I can rely on when life doesn’t make sense?