The Gospel & A God Who Gets Your Anxiety

If you have ever fallen into a mental spiral, whether it’s common for you or not, you know the struggle and the shame that can come with mental health issues. It’s no secret that we are living through a mental health crisis, and yes, even here, we find the Gospel unfolding. Sin broke everything, including our internal human faculties. This means that our intellects, wills, and desires not longer work in harmony. Instead, they often work against each other and we stumble through our lives dealing with an internal struggle that no one can see. We then look at everyone else and wonder why we can’t keep it together.Now I’m not here to tell you that you can pray your mental health struggles away, although, prayer is essential for anyone who wants to gain freedom from the brokenness of this world. Instead, in today’s episode of “The Gospel &…” I will share with you a reflection that I found a few years ago about Jesus in the Garden of Gethsemane. So often we allow our internal struggles to cover us in shame and keep us from drawing close to Christ. He was sinless, how could he possibly get it. We forget that his human experience was more raw than ours. He understands your mental struggles, I promise. So, I invite you to join the conversation. My hope is that this reflection draws you into the Easter Triduum in a new way. These next few days are the most important in the Church calendar. This is where the rubber meets the road. The Gospel is real. It truly happened, and it all culminates beginning with Holy Thursday, through Good Friday, and into the glory of the East Sunday. As always, I would love to hear from you. People have many different takes on this topic so let me know yours!!If you want to dive into my other work you can purchase my book Rekindled, or one of my Bible Studies.You can also purchase Archibishop Fulton Sheen’s “Life of Christ,” hereAnd of course, I’d love for you to share this episode with a friend so we can grow the show!Overwhelmed by the gift of the cross, Mallory