“This medicine doesn’t help me, and besides, it makes my mouth so dry that no matter how much water I drink, it’s not enough. I’ve taken it for a couple of weeks now, and it hasn’t made any difference.”
That’s what I thought about the medicine which the doctor at the mental health clinic had prescribed. I continued going to the clinic for counseling but didn’t mention that I had quit taking the meds.
The counseling alone wasn’t enough to take care of the problems I had, and I quit going.
My husband thought a daily walk outside was what I needed. We walked together once a day—I was afraid to walk alone.
That was before I landed in the hospital with depression. Those are all helpful things, just not enough individually.
In the hospital, I didn’t have a choice about taking the medicine. We also received group and individual counseling, and we walked each day, although not outside.
I wonder if I would have gotten well without the hospital stay if I would have seen and heeded 1 Peter 4:6 which says, “Humble yourselves, therefore, under God’s mighty hand, that he may lift you up in due time” (NIV).
Even if f I had remembered that verse, would I have recognized the medicine as God’s hand?
Maybe so, but the reality is that I was hospitalized, and that God used that for His purposes.
Is there anything in your life that needs to be submitted to God?
All wise Father, please help me recognize when You are calling me to humble myself under Your mighty hand. Amen.