Depression has haunted me throughout my adult life. While I am in a depression, I feel cut off. I could be at the most exquisite gardens or the most touching wedding or with my most loved and cherished people and though I can notice the good, it doesn’t touch or bless my soul. I think depression could stand as a metaphor for not knowing Jesus.
The things of this world can crowd in and block truth and light like a fog, allowing me only to see very few stark elements of a vast picture. I wonder how people who don’t know Jesus can find their way through it.
On these walks I learned to look for God in all things. I started out mumbling, crying and pleading and ended up relaxing, enjoying and being filled by His Spirit at every step. God answered my every prayer, every word. Did He fix all things immediately and exactly according to my will ? No. He showed me Himself continually, in every walk, every day, in all things.
When I know Jesus and am filled with the Spirit, God changes my focus. He brings hope to me in an infinite sky, grace on a glistening blue swallow, mercy in a mellow rain, and love in a sunbeam resting on a quiet pond.
While we look not at the things which are seen, but at the things which are not seen; for the things which are seen are temporal, but the things which are not seen are eternal. 2 Corinthians 4:18
Meeting God at the Park 