And on a more serious note, here's another one of my depression analogies that might interest you, ray.
We're told that we should fill our lamps with oil, but for a long time now I've envisioned those lamps with a slow leak out of the bottom. Drip. Drip. Drip. It's why we can't rely on past spiritual experiences for the future, why constant and consistent filling of the reservoir is so important.
The stress of son3's beginnings punched a bunch of extra holes in the bottom of my lamp. Normally a priesthood blessing gives me a great feeling, almost a spiritual buzz, that lasts for several days. But when things were really bad, I felt the Spirit during the blessing, and it was so wonderful to have that uplifting and break from the struggle. But it never lasted more than a day. Which is probably one of the reasons why I was commanded to receive them so often.
There were days I felt like I was carrying a colander instead of a lamp.
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They might not look it, but bunnies can really take care of themselves.
and I do think that if Satan had his way, he would cause in all of us the physical/hormonal/emotional and spiritual changes that lead to depression.
--Ray
Not necessarily. You must remember he is clever. Why not have this influence in *some* of us and leave the *others* completely baffled at those people? This can lead to misunderstanding, judging, superiority and inferiority complexes, rationalization, confusion, helplessness, hopelessness, frustration, anger, division.... (Sheesh, maybe I should lay off the Screwtape Letters, I'm getting fearfully good at this.)
I liked the point about not relying on past spiritual experiences for the future. I totally agree. Like the escalator analogy... if we're standing still, we're actually going down.
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Life is tough but it's tougher if you're stupid. -John Wayne
To complicate matters, There is a tendency in the church to think "I just got a blessing, I should be fine." As if there's something bad or faithless about receiving more than one.
--Ray
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I'm not slow; I'm special. (Don't take it personally, everyone finds me offensive. Yet somehow I manage to live with myself.)