Rescued from the Deep #memoir

Rescued from the Deep #memoir

My faith is not shallow because I’ve been rescued from the deep. This is always the first thing I think of when I hear the word deep. Years ago, I had a battle with the mirror. I was losing.

• I lost too much weight.
• I lost my menstrual cycle.
• I lost my serenity.

Then someone admitted to me they were in a battle with eating disorders. That’s when I realized there was a name for what I was going through.

It was a relief to find out I wasn’t alone in my craziness. It was an answer to prayer to hear my friend’s confession. I went to see a specialist and was diagnosed with anorexia nervosa and bulimia.

God diagnosed me as someone who needed to ask my church to pray for me. He healed me by drawing me closer to Him through prayer, Bible reading, and journal writing.

Rescued from the Deep #memoir

For God hath not given us the spirit of fear;

but of power, and of love, and of a sound mind.

2 Timothy 1:7 KJV

Real friends aren’t afraid to share the deep with you. Sometimes someone is helped—even saved—because a person dared to speak daring words. This is what motivates me to share about the deep places I’ve been through. Maybe someone else will be encouraged to seek help for their situation.

I’m nosy-to-know if you have a battle story someone needs to hear.

He reached from on high and took hold of me;

He drew me out of deep waters.

Psalm 18:16 NIV


In my darkest valley

I stumbled and fell to earth

And cried out for healing

When I was at my worst

In my darkest valley

The Lord shone His Light

So I wouldn’t perish

When hope was far from sight

In my darkest valley

Morning finally dawned

And I was rescued

By arms loving and strong.

~ wlm

I’ve written this post in response to the Five-Minute Friday prompt. You can join here: Deep

You can hear more about my story on this podcast link here: Rescued from the Deep

Rescued from the deep blessings ~ Wendy Mac

Rescued from the Deep #memoir