When I get depressed, I feel like a fake.
I get tired easy.Â I can’t write sermons.Â I don’t want to prepare for bible class.Â I don’t want to see or talk to people.Â I don’t want to do anything at all.
All of which raises the question for me, why am I a pastor?
I know it’s a phase.Â I know it will pass.Â But it just keeps happening.Â I want somebody to slap me and say SNAP OUT OF IT!Â Of course, it doesn’t work that way.Â I wish I knew the formula.Â X amount of sleep plus Y amount of quiet time plus Z amount of no stress equals slump gone.
So what is the formula?Â Will someone tell me the secret?