BUT THIS ISN'T WHAT I WANTED
"I decided that no matter the outcome for me, I was going to declare God's goodness until my lungs gave out."
by Hannah Brenchner
Let's start off with some honesty this morning: I used to have some pretty rigid expectations when it came to my relationship with God. I was absolutely one of those people who prayed the "thy will be done" part of the prayer after every request I made known to him but I was also secretly thinking to myself, "But yea... that really needs to happen on my timeline." I had limited faith in God. I had bigger faith in myself. I trusted I could do it better. As I said, we are just being honest this
morning.
And then my expectations crashed all around me in October 2014. A lot of you know the story already but I was 6 months into living in Atlanta. I'd packed up my entire life and moved there on a whim. I secretly believed that if I moved to another city then maybe I would finally meet the guy who would later become my husband but I didn't dare let that reasoning show. I was unsettled with where I was and I thought geography would be the cure.
I didn't know God wanted to draw me closer to him. I didn't know that was the point of being someone who believed in God-- believing the best thing that could happen to you was a closer relationship with God. I expected God to show up big time (operating within my parameters). I expected the transition to a new city to be easier. I expected an instant community and an instant boyfriend. But I didn't expect a crippling depression to take over my life. I didn't expect that mental illness to be the
very best thing God had for me in 2014.
Now I want to be clear: I don't believe God caused my depression. I don't think God causes awful things to happen as punishment. It's not in his nature. It's not his character...
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