Some we have to do what God asks

Yesterday was interesting. I had been asked earlier in the week to do a "witness moment" which we do occasionally during church service. During the week I was coming up with some great thoughts and I was sure that I had this thing nailed. Then I woke up Sunday morning with a sick feeling in my gut that said I needed to share my depression with the congregation. Yikes, come on God you have got to be kidding! After the service several people came up to me to share that they also were "silent sufferers" and appreciated my bringing it out into the open. It is becoming so much easier to do this and I am feeling so much better because of it. There really is safety in numbers. Today I was encouraged to touch base by phone with a couple of other guys who suffer too, and it really felt good to be looking outside of myself to others. The great sunshine didn't hurt either.