NDR wrote today about the depths of sorrow and the heights of joy. My thought was, what do you do if feel stuck in a plateau of melancholy? The part that frustrates me about this is that Easter was two days ago. I have no reason to feel this way.
I am a blessed person. Things are going well, there are amazing things waiting in the near future. I am living a life that I am "happy" to call my own. Yet here I am. Feeling frustrated, overwhelmed, anxious and worn-out. I frustrate myself because I do things that I know are not the most productive use of my time and seem to have the inability to make myself do the things that I need to do.
What are at the root of these feelings? I am not powerless to deal with them. This too will end.
How does one truly rely on God for strength and courage? How does one truly cast their anchor upwards?
