“You have exalted my horn like that of a wild ox; fine oils have been poured upon me. My eyes have seen the defeat of my adversaries; my ears have heard the rout of my wicked foes. The righteous will flourish like a palm tree, they will grow like a cedar of Lebanon; planted in the house of the LORD, they will flourish in the courts of our God. They will still bear fruit in old age, they will stay fresh and green, proclaiming, ‘The LORD is upright; he is my Rock, and there is no wickedness in him.'(Psalm 92:10-15).
While waiting to get treated at the doctor’s office today, I spent my time observing the posters on the wall. They were pictorials of different parts of the body with titles above them. The graphics included titles such as, “The Amazing Shoulder” and “The Amazing Arm”. (Since I was there for my ankle, I was wondering why there wasn’t one that said, “The Amazing Ankle”.)
I started thinking of how amazing the brain was after looking at these pictures. It wasn’t included, but at the time I was concerned about this organ. You see, I am on an antidepressant and my prescription had run out. My doctor in Europe was nowhere around since I am now living back in the States. So I was hoping I could get some help.
Due to a mishap, whatever supply I had was thrown out. So I had gone two or three days without my meds. By yesterday I was a basket case. I had no patience at all, which was a bad thing since I was in the midst of Christmas shopping and the kids were in the midst of Christmas excitement. Without going into detail, let’s just say I wasn’t a very nice guy.
So this morning I was determined to get my pills. Otherwise I would be the Grinch who stole Christmas. Thankfully, I got a prescription today and found an extra pill to get me through last minute Christmas shopping today. So now I can go back to being Santa Claus.
Some might even wonder why as a Christian I am even in need of an antidpressant. Why don’t I just live by the Spirit? Let me explain how I understand my need.
It is true, as Galatians says, that I am no longer a slave of the world and have the Spirit of God. I have all the rights of a son of God (Galatians 4:1-7). However, there was a time that I was indeed enslaved to ungodly things. As a result, my my soul took a beating. In this life, the damage that was done still affects my human software and hardware. My brain and soul need medicine to restore their function to normal.
When I go without my meds, I become like the drunken man described in Proverbs. I have all kinds of woe, strife, complaints. I don’t sleep. My brain doesn’t work (Proverbs 23:29-35). Ironically, unlike the drunk whose problems are caused by substance abuse, this sober human actually has to take a substance to restore himself.
I am grateful for medicine. I believe it is a gift from God. It actually helps me to walk with Him in the Spirit and oppose the Evil One.