yellow pillar candle

I have inherited chronic depression through my mother’s side, but I have no doubt that part of it was, and continues to be, a genuinely spiritual issue: that having pledged my allegiance to Jesus Christ I was no longer wandering around in the no-man’s-land between the warring armies of good and evil. I had picked my side. Baptism marked me as one of Christ’s own and, therefore, an enemy of the forces of evil.

It’s clearly a psychological problem, but could it be a spiritual battlefield as well?