A brief post about mental healing
I moved the wind from nowhere to nowhere
cradled among heaven’s bright and beautiful
unbound in uncharted abode
I lost the wind from nowhere to nowhere
ordered midst the dark and distant
bound firm in toxic anguish
I wanted God to fix things. I wanted unwavering confidence that He’s okay with everything I’d done. I wanted to please Him to the point that He rewarded me with a “that-a-boy”. I just wanted the pain to go away forever and be left calm and captive in His arms.
He “told” me to start a website… and obey my nurse.
I ride the wind from nowhere to somewhere
residing in God sheltered creation
reflecting science in earthly appreciation
I was born bipolar in 1951, but wasn’t diagnosed until 2003.
After two decades of successful treatment, my thoughts are now much less distorted by the brain disorder. Certain words that I hear, or scenes I witness, can still trigger mild racing or depressing thoughts. But I’ve been major episode free for a number of years now.
I’m still working on how to write better. Building and editing Ed’s Art Net has been very helpful in doing that and has also been helping me develop more mental stability.
Writing with a computer allows me plenty of time to order my disordered thoughts by editing my words until thoughts are more clear and ordered. Rarely do I type without editing. Sometimes it’s well after publishing.
All of us are subject to mistakes. When we project perfection onto ourselves or other humans, we’re making a mistake. Human perfection outside Jesus Christ is a short lived dream at best.
Jesus points us towards perfection… the middle of the road. He showed us that we can help ourselves by helping someone else.
That’s a bit off the beaten path.
During a 2023 mild manic episode, I found myself hungry in Ball Ground Georgia waiting my turn at a vendor grilling brats at the sidewalk. Even as a mild “manic”, I didn’t want to wait to be served. My bipolar brain was thinking that I was more important than anyone else. I began to get irritated at waiting. I wanted to complain about having to wait. I prayed for God to help me. He told me to look up. I did and saw a beautiful blue sky populated with a few puffy white clouds. I immediately felt calm and thankful for such a gorgeous day. Which is what I told the grill master when it came my turn.
God saved me from a spiritual disaster with a fellow human being.
Love dissolves hate. But sometimes we need help.
When we help others, we’re not only loving others, we’re loving ourselves.
I frantically studied the Bible after my second full blown adult mental breakdown. I discovered that God loves me regardless of my flaws. I discovered that the ENTIRE Bible is not perfect but centers and focuses on Jesus Christ’s ministry… which is perfect. I further discovered that God’s presence is everywhere and all the time. And God loves us all. Good and bad.
When we’re repentant, we can love Him back. When we help others, we’re helping ourselves heal. Outside❤️In.
Portal/Healing/Inside❤️🩹Out
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