“Our children won’t be perfect. We won’t be perfect. Often mental health is out of our control, out of their control; but it is never out of God’s control. He is in the realm of synapses and emotions and struggle too. He is God of even this- when it’s good, when it’s bad, and when it’s ugly.”
“If you or someone you know is seeing a psychiatrist, diagnosed with a mental illness, or is taking medication, know that they are fighting a real battle in our culture against shame…Our environments and life choices impact our mental health, but most often chemistry is the underlying cause of mental health concerns. This unwarranted shame is impacting those struggling every day.”
What healing does God offer after sexual abuse and assault? Why is it such a complicated trauma? Who can I turn to?
“Our sensory systems and our anxiety are intimately connected. Take your average day with its normal life stresses: running people around, trying to help my husband organize a new church program, someone who needs to be visited on my to do list. Then enter 4:30pm…We need a moment. We need a moment with Him. We need to be by ourselves. We need a quiet place.”
This radio spot live streamed with KFUO answers questions of what resources are best for when people are struggling. When should someone talk to a pastor and when should someone talk to a psychologist, social worker, or counselor?
“I have tried for years to shake off the weight. Years ago a friend told me that “Do not be afraid…” is the most often given command in the Bible. So, I took it to heart and when anxiety would well up, I’d push it down, way down, telling myself over and over, “Do not be afraid, do not be afraid.” Sometimes I’d even take on a hearty “Lo, I am with you always…” The problem was, I forgot who was speaking…”
“Above reproach” in the depths of my mind, hidden from even myself, meant keeping it together, being above turmoil, above struggle…above the junk. Then I opened my eyes…
“I had a problem and I knew it. I felt fine three-quarters of the time and then the rush of panic would come on, intense, out of nowhere. It never had anything to do with my beautiful baby, my marriage, or anything meaningful. It just was. The anxiety and panic had its own realm, its own hold on my soul, and I felt like I would never escape it…”