I was in a depression about 4 years ago. All the docs said was a chemical imbalance. The long term depression was "probably" going to be with me the rest of my life... and I would be on meds, the rest of my life. But not to worry, taking Zoloft the rest of my life would be no worse than a diabetic taking insulin.
I had gotten to where I couldn't go out of the house to meet clients (I am a real estate agent). I had just basically isolated myself. I knew I had to do something... and I tried everything to get out of the depression. Went to church, prayed to God, begged for Him to hear my need, ..went to counseling... nothing worked. And taking Zoloft had rendered my life to a condition I compared to eating cardboard. No emotions, just a constant "nothingness". I was a mess!

Before the depression, my only place of solace and joy was Sunday Night Service of praise and worship. The medication blocked the good that I had received from that. I was becoming suicidal, and saw no end of the misery. I went to the Christian book stores and looked for answers there. I read and read, and still found no answer, or anything that moved me. Our pastor one Sunday, spoke on "the power of praise". Something inside of me perked up and my soul leaned into the message. "The Lord dwells in the praises of His people". I went to God with questions about this "interesting" message. I told God, "I have begged, I have pleaded, I have evoked the authority You have given me over demons and evil, I have done everything I can think of... I am a good person, I seek to follow Your ways, I work in the church ministeries, I tithe... I do everything I can to be pleasing to You... WHY WILL YOU NOT HEAL ME OF THIS THING?"

I will never forget how clear the Words came into my heart.  "When you begin letting me have the control, and when you allow Me to lead your life.. and seek Me in the love which I created you with, you shall be healed." The understanding of what those words meant flooded my entire being. I had been telling God how to do the job!...trying to prove to Him that I could fix it! I had stopped praising Him, and was telling Him how unhappy I was with the way He was running things. "I", "I", "I", my sin was before me, and "I" was terribly ashamed. Verses from His Word flooded my soul. "Having begun in the Spirit, are you now made perfect by the flesh?" and ... "The Lord dwells in the praises of His people"...

On the verge of losing my house, my car, my business... I had very little in the physical to "praise" God for. But, I started... Mighty God, El Shaddai, Creator of the Universe... Maker of all things... and I searched for things to praise Him for. Within 3 months, I was weaning myself (contrary to doctor's orders) off the Zoloft. I wanted to "feel" God's presence as I praised Him. Seeking a relationship with Him, "in the love He had created me in" not for my selfish desires... I was being healed. I am no longer ever tempted to beg anything from God. There is no greater love, than the love He has for me... and I can do nothing to make that more perfect... it was perfect to start with... I just had to let loose of the control, and let God lead... and BE GREATFUL, AND THANK HIM... AND TRUST HIM... "that He would turn ALL things for good in my life, no matter what the circumstances.   Today, I am off medication, my work is blessed with wonderful people, and sufficiency, God turned my life around, when I turned my HEART back to seeking Him and being greatful in Him, FOR ALL THINGS, no matter how they look.  What if Jesus, had chided God for His circumstance, instead of saying, "Not my will, but Your will be done"...? I will never forget those Words God spoke that day! Hence, my name, NuDaySong... let each of us sing praises for God, every day, every hour, every minute... with everything that is in us so that He may dwell richly in our hearts. In Jesus Mighty Name. Amen