I've never walked to an altar in my life. I gave my life to Christ in my bedroom as a child.

When depression or suicidal thoughts weigh heavily, the hardest thing to do is to fight. My battle weapons are the Word of God, meditation, confession, community, and worship. But each evening I take my medication with a prayer of thanksgiving that God has provided this kind of help for those of us who need it.

God has promised that whatever you face, you are not alone. He knows your pain. He loves you. And He will bring you through the fire.

When we don't deal honestly with our lives and the losses we face, when we try to anesthetize the pain and move on, then the suppressed anger or fear or guilt will deal with us until we are ready to deal with those issues.

It takes deliberate and continuous effort to carve out time in our overfull schedules to listen to the voice of God.

Theres not one good thought in me, apart from God. Thats the good news.

If depression has been viewed as a taboo subject in the church, then suicide and suicidal thoughts are the darkest secret of all. Talking about it doesn't make it more real or powerful; it brings it out of the shadows into the light and love of Christ.