What is the Bible? How an Ancient Library of Poems, Letters, and Stories Can Transform the Way you Think and Feel about Everything by Rob Bell. Book review by Cheryl Chastain
I love books with a question as the title. In fact, I prefer the question books over the answer books every time. The question books are open and brave and expansive, and that certainly describes Rob Bell’s new book.
The Question as the Way
Bell urges us from the beginning to read the Bible by asking a lot of questions. By asking questions, Continue reading
She was so hungry for approval that some people called her a Klingon.
She would cling on to your every word and do just about anything for you. She wanted to know that she had worth, value and that she was good.
Then there was this guy who read the Bible wanting desperately to make sure he was in the right with God. He wanted to know that he mattered, that others liked him. That he had an approval tick from God.
They both believed that if they were “good,” then they would be loved, get their needs met, and live a problem-free life. That God and others would smile on them, treat them well, and everything in life would go well.
Underneath this facade of supposed ‘goodness’ was a lot of anxiety. Continue reading
You don’t know what you don’t know, and if you’re mentally unwell, this unawareness can be huge.
Well, that is kind of obvious, but actually, there are times when you look back over your life and wish that you knew then what you know now. Now I’m not talking about simply making some wrong decisions and regretting them later. It’s more about uninformed ignorance.
I remember when I first started taking some anti-depressants. It wasn’t a miraculous cure but over the weeks that followed it was like a misty cloud being lifted off my thinking and thought processes. It was like the world just appeared more colourful. I wished I had been advised to go to my G.P. earlier.
You see what had happened was that I had become accustomed to how I viewed the world. Continue reading
I’ve been allergic to egg all my life. At times I have even ended up in a hospital when I have inadvertently eaten egg.
One time as a child I went to a camp and the cooks thought that I was just being fussy. They didn’t tell that what I was having for lunch contained egg. I reacted in one way, my mother reacted in another way! #sparksdidfly
At that moment of watching all my friends doing what was completely normal, I felt completely alone. Like I was different, real different.
The egg allergy is a relatively easy problem to manage. What is truly difficult is the character bruise and wound that has been left on the soul.
What character bruises have you incurred? Continue reading
You have an Unbearable Feeling, let’s gets some help and find out what it is.
I was in one of those novelty gift stores the other day and there it was. A button that needed to be pushed. It was a big red rubber button that when pushed it said “NO” in the voice of Homer Simpson. I had to push it. Just had too.
We all have buttons that when they are pushed they get a reaction. Continue reading
Confidence grows slowly and steadily when we are empowered by people walking alongside us.
I could see the hope and confidence slowly fading and being sucked away in this young guys face. He was going to return to live with mummy.
He was doing so well with the support our team was giving him. We were empowering him to reach out and try new things including managing his own money. When he opened his own bank account, well it was just too much for his elderly mother. She believed he was incapable of managing money and so she withdrew him from our support.
She had decided that she knew best. It shut him down, put him in a box, and I still wonder to this day what happened when she was put in a box. Continue reading
It was off to the races and my thoughts and feelings were galloping around in my head.
Out in front was ‘This and that’ followed closely behind by ‘Panic’ and ‘Fear’. Neck and neck were ‘Hopelessness’ and ‘Despair’ while ‘Stuck in the Mud’ was definitely stuck in the mud and sinking.
Do your thoughts race? Continue reading
The fuel gauge on this soul wasn’t on E for Enough, it was on E for Empty and Exhausted. How do we restore the soul?
Life is exhausting at times. Demands come from everywhere. Things start to fall apart and you’re that little less patient. Anxious and depressive thoughts gain a strength of their own, but you have to keep going. Continue reading
You think you have forgiven, but now and then anger bubbles up. You try and stuff it back in its box, but you know that its whisper is still fuming around your heart. Perhaps you need to discover compassion.
A step that is unusual and not what you naturally want to offer, but contains a promise of release that I’ve experienced and you can too if you pray a dangerous prayer.