Christine Duncan

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In The Dried Up and Desperate Places

“Chronic depression sucks you dry.”

I’d been asked if I could sum up what living with Early Onset Dysthymic Disorder for over 30 years felt like, in one sentence.

My response was not an exaggeration. Was not the result of having a bad day. This was the clearest way I could sum it up for my friend.

How do you make the abstract real? How do you encapsulate the invisible for someone who won’t know unless they experience it?

In various ways, in various intensities, it has the feeling of being drained of all that’s healthy, buoyant, and productive on physical, emotional, mental, and spiritual levels.

And in so many ways, it’s easy to feel alone.

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The Mercy Equals All Grace Equation

The Mercy and Grace Equation for our daily promise!

I’ve been studying a lot in 1 Peter lately and I keep coming back to the very first chapter, it’s so loaded with promise and it feels like the beginning of a manual for what’s about to be the give and take of a heightened relationship with the Father.

So I need to share it with you.

It reads like the very best soul-food one could ever need, with the promise of unlimited supply, and this makes my dysthymic brain relieved!!!

What could be better than being promised that no matter what your brain would like to convince you of, He has always had mercy, hope, rest, and grace ready for you. We simply have to receive it.

1 Peter 1:3 starts:

“Blessed be the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, who according to His {abundant mercy} has begotten us again to a {living hope} through the resurrection of Jesus Christ from the dead, to an inheritance incorruptible and undefiled and does not fade away, reserved in heaven for you, who are kept by the power of God through faith for salvation revealed in the end….”

and down to verse 13…

“… therefore, gird up the loins of your mind, be sober, and {rest your hope fully upon the grace} that is to be brought to you through the revelation of Christ!….”

His mercy abundantly given to us, transforms our hope, then lets that hope fully rest in the assurance of His grace at the ready for all time!

People.

Let that get you through today.

His mercy spawns hope, and that hope can be our rest, and resting there ensures unlimited grace.

His mercy spawns hope, and that hope can be our rest, and resting there ensures unlimited grace. Click To Tweet

Boom.
Mic drop.

So how do we receive it?

First, chose to let go of what you think it is you need from Him.

We lay aside what we think we need, and instead ask Him to fill every inch of us with what He knows we need.

Next, we trust that He will work in us, whether our circumstances look like He is or not. It’s that trust that invites us to rest in the hope offered. It’s how we anchor our faith to something solid yet supernatural. We cling with our whole being to the promise.

Finally, we start to move forward into expecting. If He says He has abundant mercy, then look for it! If He’s promising we have grace being readied for it, let’s open up clenched and anxious hands and anticipate His glorious grace! If He says we can rest weary souls there, for goodness sake let’s drop it all right there, and feel our need lifted and replaced with His gracious provision.

I first posted the short version of this to Facebook, but can I be honest? I want to make sure all my subscribers get this soul-boost today too.

So here we are. And man, I needed this for my weary battered wobbly soul even now.

Let’s let this fuel us, heart and soul, for the rest of the day.

His giving of mercy now, results in His supply of grace for all time. Click To Tweet

His giving of mercy now, results in His supply of grace for all time.

His holy equation of tender love.

Mercy plus Hope times Rest equals all Grace for all time.

He has amazing things for us. Let’s receive.


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Am I Really Weak? – Five Minute Friday

Am I Really Weak? Transforming a label I gave myself and the Five Minute Friday thoughts that go with it!

It occurred to me lately that of all the labels I’ve stopped allowing to define me,  “weak” has managed to stick a little harder than the others.

Oh sure, I’d cast off the obvious labels that I myself, and a few others, had given me in the past. Back before the diagnosis. Back before His transforming grace and freedom. Labels like lazy, faulty, misunderstood, unloved, and unreliable.

Those were gone. Cast off. “I will not be defined by this!” was the mantra.

But whether it applied to my faith, or my mood disorder, or my physical health, for some reason I’ve accepted this one label instead of rejected it. Maybe even tried to make my peace with it. Given it leeway. Some wiggle room.

I called it honesty. Being authentic. Ha.

God has always seen weakness as something else though. He sees it as an opening.

God has always seen weakness as something else though. He sees it as an opening... Click To Tweet

I stood outside today, drinking in a bit of sunshine on my back porch, hearing birds singing as spring-like weather hit,  and taking deep breaths. I was waiting. Waiting to be excused from doing all the adulting that was waiting for me. Waiting for God to excuse me from life because I was feeling all the weakness I sometimes feel come over me when my dysthymia doesn’t want me to be present and engaged.

Waiting for it to define my day.

Instead a verse I was studying last week popped into my head, a gift from the the Holy Spirit no doubt, a nudge that pretty much declared to me a theme He’s been teaching me lately, about how nothing is wasted in His hands…

“But He said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for My power is made perfect in weakness.” Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ’s power may rest on me.” 2 Corinthians 12:9

“Hey Daughter, this is not a label. This is just where you end and I begin.”

When I am weak, He is strong.

Where I cannot be able, He becomes more than able.

Where I have to leave off, He picks up.

Where I come to the end of myself, He has been anticipating being the solution.

Where I come to the end of myself, He has been anticipating being the Solution. Click To Tweet

Where my situation wants to pull me down, the Psalms say He will raise me up.

“This is where you end, and I begin.”

So, the label changes.

The sunshine warms across my face, the birds flit, the snow melts.

My show of weakness is His opening for real Glory.

So.

Am I really weak?

Or am I just “being completed”?

Being completed.

By the Glorious Creator King.

Now that’s a label I’ll let stick.

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Just Breathe- #FiveMinuteFriday

Five Minute Friday/ Thoughts about catching our breath in His Presence...

A week filled with triggers and failures and waiting can make anyone want to lose their cool and enter into the no-man’s land of mood disorders, and if one more person asked me to calm down and just breathe, well, I just couldn’t account for the consequences.

There was chaos. Worries. Exhaustion. Tippy lids and wayward spatulas and myriad decisions without answers, last-minute prayers that felt like whining defeat instead of hopeful expectation.

And when one looks back it’s been months, not weeks.

It’s enough to make one crumple in a heap and hope the ground swallows you up for good.

But then I place myself wearily and hungrily in His presence.

Why did I wait so long?

And the welcome, soothing, and resurrection-filled breath of the Father flows in, fills up these depleted lungs and life, and the impossible-miraculous-wholeness takes over.

I see it in my mind’s eye, like a limp forgotten balloon being filled up and instantly ready to fly.

I take another delicious breathe in His shadow of mercy and grace and have to thank and praise Him.

How does that beautiful lyric go?

Ah yes.

“It’s Your breath. In my lungs.”

And I hear Him respond to this wobbly daughters-heart:

“Just breathe, beloved. Just breathe.”

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