When I get depressed, I feel like a fake.
I get tired easy. I can’t write sermons. I don’t want to prepare for bible class. I don’t want to see or talk to people. I don’t want to do anything at all.
All of which raises the question for me, why am I a pastor?
I know it’s a phase. I know it will pass. But it just keeps happening. I want somebody to slap me and say SNAP OUT OF IT! Of course, it doesn’t work that way. I wish I knew the formula. X amount of sleep plus Y amount of quiet time plus Z amount of no stress equals slump gone.
So what is the formula? Will someone tell me the secret?
Thanks,
-DMR
When I get depressed, I feel like a fake.
I get tired easy. I can’t write sermons. I don’t want to prepare for bible class. I don’t want to see or talk to people. I don’t want to do anything at all.
All of which raises the question for me, why am I a pastor?
I know it’s a phase. I know it will pass. But it just keeps happening. I want somebody to slap me and say SNAP OUT OF IT! Of course, it doesn’t work that way. I wish I knew the formula. X amount of sleep plus Y amount of quiet time plus Z amount of no stress equals slump gone.
So what is the formula? Will someone tell me the secret?
Thanks,
-DMR
A Lutheran View of Depression