Bridging the gap between Christianity, life, and mental health
It’s a few minutes before 5:00a.m and I’m awake. I’m up worshipping; a practice I’ve not implemented in way too long. Neglecting and Bargaining with Yahweh Life and stress have distracted me, broken me, and I’ve neglected my relationship with Yahweh. I’ve been struggling with depression, anxiety, a hardened heart, and suicidal thoughts for the... Continue Reading →
Born of Spirit,forever indebted and adopted.So why am I here once againin this place of danger, isolation,hurt, and self-disappointment?Your Spirit reigns within,a child of Yours I am,so I shouldn't be unrenewed orconformed in my thinking, right? "You are mine," I hear you softly whisper.I smile. I am yours, but I also need help. They tell... Continue Reading →
Dear Danny, I found your obituary online tonight. It filled in some holes for me but not everything. The most important thing I found though was your death date—your actual one; not the date that Ash or Chris told me that you died—(It was sometime in November according to them and my memory but now... Continue Reading →
Hope fades into nefarious darkness, and repeated promises, stretched beyond the rainbow’s end, springboard a soulful malnourishment by way of tsunami tears and silently whispered Psalms.
I've been away for a while, mainly due to writer's block--not having the words to write what I felt--and something more: not having experiences worth writing about, or assuming I have naught to make art from as I go through my sedentary routine of work, eat, read, and sleep. But that's not necessarily true that... Continue Reading →
Musings of a Wanderer 