Feeling Out of Sorts—Post-Milestone Depression Is a Real Thing
As I went to my knees this morning in prayer, wondering what on earth was wrong with me today, the Holy Spirit gently revealed the truth: I was experiencing the familiar post-whatever depression that tends to follow meaningful milestones in my life. Sometimes it comes after a party or event I've spent weeks planning. Sometimes after a race that I spent months training for. This time, it came after finishing a book that I had spent the last 386 days reading... THE Book. The Holy Bible. For the first time in my life I read the entire thing -- every word of every verse of every chapter of every book. The plan was 365 days. I missed a few days here and there, but that part doesn't really matter. What matters is that I finished. It became part of my daily rhythm: get up, make the bed, brush my teeth, take my vitamins, get my coffee and head to my cozy reading corner. On mornings with early commitments, I did my best to squeeze my reading in later. At this...