Since I was born again in 1983, it seems that the depression which I have battled against most of my life, only intensified as a child of God. After I was saved, I had an unrealistic expectation that the church we attended would be perfect – everyone showing love to others – no conflicts. To say that I was naive would be a great understatement.
I soon learned that we were simply sinners saved by grace, and many of us brought baggage from the world into the house of worship. After all, we are still in this sinful flesh and as Paul told us in the Word – his flesh warred against his spirit constantly.
“For what I am doing, I do not understand. For what I will to do, that I do not practice; but what I hate, that I do. If, then, I do what I…
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