It is always a place of rest, food, and shelter where the worn out soul must go to meet the God of hope. When depression and fear are met by the God of grounded reality, then we are in good hands.
Life is hard. It can grind down on your soul to where you feel just worn out. Toes trod on, mistakes made, emotions flow, and the soul becomes a vandalised derelict motel. There once was life, but now everyone drives by.
Depression and anxiety compete for brain time. One of them always wins. Continue reading “A Simple Way That God Cares For Your Worn Out Soul”
Overwhelming emotions can take you to where you want to die. It’s what happens when it all becomes too much for us mere humans to handle.
The other day I was watching a news reporter standing in a stream swollen with water from a recent storm. Water was rushing down against his legs, and he talked about the overwhelming power of the current.
Many people die when their footing is lost to the overwhelming power of what is simply a collection of water droplets joined together. Continue reading “I’ve had Enough, Take my Life God, I Want to die”
When stressful situations come we have a choice to either fight, take flight, or freeze. But underneath there is an invite to grow and drop the mask of the false self.
If he were a politician he would have had the slogan ‘Make Israel Great Again’, and he was doing a great job of it. He had struck mortal blows to the ruling opposition, and he had demonstrated Gods power through incredible feats. Continue reading “Fight, Flight, or Freeze. There is a Mental Health invite Underneath.”
It’s always hard to confront someone with your concerns about their mental health. Failing to do so maybe an act of collusion. Speaking the truth in love is what we need to do.
Sometimes you’ve got to have the hard word. To say things that you wish you didn’t need to.
Who likes confrontation?
But at times you just have to confront the problem. If you care, then you will say something even if it isn’t accepted that well by the other. Continue reading “It’s OK to Confront Someone About Their Mental Health”
No one likes being truly honest about the reality of a Mental Illness. Progress happens when we get real and learn to understand what truly is going on.
John had been to see the psychologist for some personality tests for upcoming career changes. When the psychologist just dropped into the conversation that John had depression, it landed like a hammer on a small toe.
It hurt, but he didn’t want to show it. Men don’t express feelings. He stayed in control, and that’s what real men do. Continue reading “Real Men get Real about Their Mental Health”
To ‘Walk the extra mile’ is not about being generous, or servanthood. It’s about flipping the power dynamics and creating a sense of fear and uncertainty.
Have you ever heard someone say ‘They walked the extra mile’?
We link this little phrase with the idea that this person did more than expected. They didn’t just do what was required, but they went on to do more and more.
So often though we can take this idea of ‘walking another mile’ as a justification for putting up with abuse and bullying. That we are to be patient and just put up with abuse. Didn’t Jesus say ‘ if anyone forces you to go one mile, go also the second mile.’? Continue reading “How ‘Going the extra Mile’ Flips the Power Dynamics”
Giving the ‘shirt off your back’ is not an invitation to more abuse. It is a subtle expression of self worth and can confuse and shame the bully.
Have you ever tried to challenge someone’s behaviour and it just gets thrown back at you?
You may feel like you are being bullied, or tormented by this person. They seem to feel quite justified in what they are doing and you just take it.
You haven’t got the word power or even the emotional power to push back, but you want things to change. Continue reading “Give them your Shirt and confuse the bully into shame”
She had given into the bully 365 times too many. She had been cheek slapped all of the marriage. He just accepted the insults and put-downs as if he deserved them. Tongue lashings kept him eating dust. Dust he and the abuser were both made out of. Ghosts of bullies past haunted them.
I gotta stand up and take a step
You and I have been asleep for hours
I gotta stand up
For your love
Others, who had also tasted dirt, rose from the dust and stood alongside the quivering heart. With a newly discovered dignity, they no longer felt like a worm.
They were now warriors of love. A violently disturbing non-violent love. Continue reading “Does ‘Turning the other cheek’ mean I have to keep taking abuse?”
Harvey didn’t quite know what to make of the whole noise and hubbub happening outside his hermit cave. He had run from all the scandal, and now he was out in the desert looking after a bunch of smelly sheep. Others too were joining him. All clothed in rags and looking for a hiding place. There was Kevin in the corner and of Bill had been here a while.
Now all they could do was wander the countryside, sheep following behind and wearing the smelly clothes of shame. Continue reading “What Harvey Weinstein got for Christmas”
They were so caught up in themselves and their selfish desires that they got lost to the concerns of others. Without recognising the wealth of love around them, they were the prodigal, a child of abundance squandering it away. What drew them back was a memory of love, faint and small, when the soul hit rock bottom.
We all at times suffer levels of naivety and ignorance. We don’t know what we don’t know. In our prodigal pride, we wander away until we remember that allure of love and we wake up.
We can be so blind that we miss the obvious. Everyone around can see what is happening, but we blindly go on. Warnings given and dismissed.
‘I don’t have a problem; it’s you that has the problem’ Continue reading “It’s Love That Wins The Blind Prodigal Back”