You find yourself in a room with a man from your past. You do not know or remember how you got into this room, whether it is a hotel room or part of a house. The only thing you know is you’re with this man. Now, this man never reveals his face. But you remember, … Continue reading Post-Nap Writing Session 1: Panic Attack
Is your worth only found in what you can do right/great?
Some thoughts on loneliness
“Dear Phoenix Queen,” a poem written by Dylan Whittler. Copyright 2020.
Felt poetic after church and wanted to write a bit.
“...What year is it?” I asked J. near the beginning of our session as I tried hard to ground myself to reality. I’m safe. I’m safe. I’m safe. “What year do you think it is?” He, being the therapist that he is, never gives me a straight answer; always opting for me to figure it … Continue reading As You Heal, You Will Hurt
I just read a personal account of someone who was telling of the importance of church in their life. When speaking of their daughters’ stint from church, they said this: “During the time they were out of church, we worried about them, but the Bible had promised that they would return to their faith.” (Emphasis … Continue reading The Bible Does Not Promise Converts