Psalm 9:1-2 (The Message)
I'm thanking you, God, from a full heart,
I'm writing the book on your wonders.
I'm whistling, laughing, and jumping for joy;
I'm singing your song, High God.
Today is a special day. It marks one year, depression free. At this time last year, I was getting out of bed, heading to school, and about to have my day hijacked by God. You can't probably imagine how amazing it is to me that it's been a year. The year has been tumultous, filled with crazy happenings, highs, some lows, but nothing could possibly explain the joy that tumbles inside of me as I sit here and think that I have been depression free for an entire year.
I'm going out for dinner tonight with a bunch of friends to celebrate. To celebrate the fact that a year ago today, God stepped into my life in this crazy, overwhelming, completely unexplainable way, and drew me from death into life.
It's been a year since I was begging God to simply let me die, because there was no reason to continue living, no reason to get out of bed in the mornings. A year marked by grace. And I'm so incredibly grateful.
I'm thinking, this morning, and praying for some people I know who are still living in the midst of pain. I'm praying God's freedom, His healing over their lives as well. I hope that everyone I know, experiences at least once, the kind of joy I feel day, and the sensation I felt a year ago of God taking over in completely unexplainable ways.
The passage at the top, and one last one also from Peterson's translation of the Psalms came to mind as I woke this morning.
Psalm 13:5-6 (The Message)
I've thrown myself headlong into your arms -
I'm celebrating your rescue.
I'm singing at the top of my lungs,
I'm so full of answered prayers.
