Crying out to God

Ever since I became pregnant with my second son I have been battling depression. It was a hard pregnancy and even though I love my sons more than anything I can't shake my depression. I have everything in the world to be happy about and I can't be happy. I see a Doctor (who is a Christian) and take my prescribed medicine which helps but I still feel like I'm in a hole. I cry out to God constantly for help. I wonder what is wrong with me. Negative thoughts invade my brain daily. I wonder if God has stopped listening to my prayers but I know that is just the devil trying to break me down. I must say he is doing a good job of it. Making me doubt myself, and even hate myself. I do know that God is there and in the back of mind I know he is listening and working in His own way. But that doesn't really make me feel better. I feel like a failure. A complete failure. My family is wonderful and they help me a lot but I still can't shake this feeling. It's like nothing in the world can bring me out of it. I feel selfish for constantly praying for myself like a baby crying out to God but I do not know what to do. Please pray for me. I am lost.

My Father's House

"Let not your heart be troubled: ye believe in God, believe also in me. In my Father's house are many mansions: if it were not so, I would have told you. I go to prepare a place for you. And if I go and prepare a place for you I will come again, and receive you unto myself; that where I am, there you may be also." -John 14:1-3

Anyone who knows me know I love Howard Finster. One of my favorite all time prints of his is of a chapel, a grand mansion type chapel, and it says "IN MY FATHERS HOUSE ARE MANY MANSIONS" If it were not for this piece of art I would not be familar with this bible verse. This is one of the reasons why I love Finster so much. He used his art to get the Word of God to the people. I beleive God choose Howard to do so. I would like to think that I may be chosen to get God's word out. I am not 1/10 as familar with the bible as I should be but I am trying. One verse at a time I'm learning God's word. The best way for me to learn anything is my visually seeing it. By putting it down on paper, it helps me acknowledge and understand. If someown just read this verse to me it would go in one ear and out the other. But seeing it. Seeing Howard's vision, seeing my own visions. This is what tugs at my heart and swells my eyes with tears. This is when I know that it is real. Heaven is real. God is real. The bible is real. It is really God's word. Jesus said, "if it were not so, I would have told you".

If you are not familar with the Reverend Howard Finster please click on this link.

http://www.finster.com/

also see the post down below "In my Father's House"

What piece of art speaks to you?