Many years ago when I was young and in college, I had my first major experience with anxiety. I had panic attacks and I did not understand what they were or what was causing them at the time. I went to a local doctor in Columbus who prescribed valium because that’s what doctors did in that time period. Unfortunately that medication sent me into a major depression. Besides Zach’s cancer and death and my own bought with cancer, this was the toughest season of my life.
I was reminded of that this morning as I made plans to meet with my college roommates in a nearby town for a reunion. They besides my family were the only ones who witnessed how devastating this time period was for me. They worried about my mental health and at the time I did too. Sometimes when I reflect on it, it is embarassing to me. This morning though I reflected on how it too is a part of my testimony. It was only through God’s grace that I survived it and had a 4.0 semester average that year. It was the beginning of my relying on God’s Word and His promises and His character of who He is. What a testimony to have been an overcomer in so many areas only because of the grace and mercy of a loving and faithful God.