To overcome requires struggle. Over implies up.
God doesn’t promise ease and niceties and downhill bliss. In fact, he promises struggle, but then reminds us He has overcome. And we will too.
Upon suffering or struggling, if we overcome, if we push onward and upward, we find ourselves drawn nearer and nearer. While God is present in all the lows, with us on the slope side, there’s a special revelation at the top of the hill. A transfiguration, a seeing with certainty who God is.
Depression isn’t something I’ve overcome. It’s something I still am just overcoming. Continually, I move through it and against it and with it, and continually God is there – in all the lows and along the slope. Sometimes I think he places my feet ever so slightly forward. Sometimes he catches me before I fall off the hillside, and sometimes he’s my rock to rest on. And sometimes I reach a slight, though temporary, pinnacle and he grants me a special blessing for having struggled to get there.
Like a hike up a steep mountain, life’s struggles often seem fruitless until you emerge and see what you would never see without having taking the path.