Flatlining
Jul 30th, 2010 Posted in Contentment, Depression | no comment »
Over on the Mayo Clinic site I read an article about SSRI’s that ran through the positives and negatives of using these drugs. It ended on this perky note:
Talk with your doctor or mental health provider to nix your irritability, sadness or anger and boost your mood with SSRIs. Feel good again.
Nix your irritability with SSRIs!
Is this how God wants us to nix sin? Irritability is a sin. Sadness is a sin. Anger is a sin. Not always. Of course there are things that rightly make us sad and angry. But most of our sadness and anger, I am willing to bet, is sinful. We are sad because we are bored or discontent with what God has given us. We are angry because we are prideful.
And irritability? I can not think of a single time when being irritable is not sinful.
So does God want us to boost our moods with SSRIs?
God does want us to feel good again. He wants us to rejoice in the Lord always. But he does not want us to mask our emotional pain with drugs, I’m pretty sure. Emotional pain is much like physical pain. It has a purpose. When you stick your hand in the fire the nerves in your fingers scream out, “Pull back! Pull back! Alert! Pain! Danger! Pull back!” And you whip your hand back.
My husband was paralyzed from the neck down. If he stuck his hand in the fire, he felt nothing. For twenty-two years he had to do a visual check of his body every few minutes. He had to look at his body and look at the space around him and see if he was in danger from heat or cold or from sharp objects. Because if his foot fell into the campfire he’d leave it there until he smelled the burning flesh.
Why would that matter? Who cares if he burned his foot? He couldn’t feel the pain.
It mattered because if he burned his foot he was opening himself up to infection and to possible death. It is not good for us to have big burns and wounds. That is why God gave us nerves. They are a protection. When we live without them, as my husband did, we are at a distinct disadvantage.
The same is true if you go on SSRIs to mask emotional pain. God gives us emotional pain for a reason. It is there to warn us. “Pull back! Danger! Pay attention! I’m trying to tell you something!”
On the Mayo site, in that same article, we read:
Precisely how SSRIs affect depression isn’t clear….Although antidepressants may not cure depression, they can help you achieve remission—the disappearance or nearly complete reduction of depression symptoms.
How is removing symptoms helpful? You are, in effect, paralyzing yourself. You are deadening your emotional nerves and often, I believe, your spiritual nerves. And you are then able to leave yourself, happily, in the fire.
I’ve never had depression. I’m not judging those who have. I am not anti-science or anti-medicine. It may be that a person is in such a deep depression that he can’t make any progress without the drugs to lift his fog. And psychotropic drugs for schizophrenics have saved many lives, I’d guess.
My point is not that drugs are always wrong. My point is that we, as a nation—and yes, that includes those of us in the church—have an unbiblical understanding of what God wants for us. We have bought into the idea that we have the right to not only pursue happiness, but to catch it. We believe we are entitled to feel no pain. We want our government to provide good health care and good jobs that pay well. We believe we deserve to live in ease.
God wants us to feel pain. He works through our pain. He designed us so that we would not go happily to hell without a lot of struggle. He wants us to suffer, so we will call out to him for relief.
My husband suffered through many surgeries, and through years, literally, in hospitals, fixing wounds he’d gotten because he could feel no pain. Many of us purposefully paralyze ourselves, spending years in spiritual wheelchairs, asleep…half dead, our discernment dulled by drugs or TV or porn or alcohol or exercise or food. We are opening ourselves up to big, nasty wounds that may kill us. We are not learning to obey. We are not growing in grace. We are just, pretty much, waiting to die.
I think we need to wake up. I think we need to stop wanting to feel good and start wanting to be good.



