Category: Snapshots of My Depression

  • Finding Other Voices

    Finding Other Voices

    So here’s what happened. We’ll start last Thursday. Last Thursday evening, I led a Bible Study, the first in a six-session series on the book of Revelation. Afterward, I felt guilty, and I wrote a blog post about it. In that post, I shared how terrible I felt, and how much I had done wrong.…

  • The Truth of the Dark Voice

    The Truth of the Dark Voice

    It was an amazing day at church this morning. It was Rally Day, the first day of Sunday School, the first day of a brand new Sunday School program at our church, with new teachers, a new curriculum, and a new style of teaching. It was Youth Sunday, an annual event where our teenagers plan…

  • Moving the Source of Darkwater

    Moving the Source of Darkwater

    What happened today was a long time coming. I have to start from the beginning. Forty-two years ago, I was baptized at Holy Cross Lutheran Church in Breakerville, a small town in the coal regions of Pennsylvania. (I’ve changed the names of both the church and the town, for reasons you’ll get to in a…

  • Snapshots of My Depression #15: The Belly of the Whale

    Snapshots of My Depression #15: The Belly of the Whale

    This is one in a series of posts I’m calling “Snapshots of my Depression.” These are memories of times in my life when my mental illness manifested itself in one way or another. This is the story of how I experienced the call to become a pastor. I’ve told this story in various ways over…

  • Snapshots of my Depression #14: Locked In

    Snapshots of my Depression #14: Locked In

    This is one in a series of posts I’m calling “Snapshots of my Depression.” These are memories of times in my life when my mental illness manifested itself in one way or another. In my twenties, I spent five years as the full-time Director of Education/Pastoral Assistant of a Lutheran church. Fresh out of seminary,…

  • Snapshots of My Depression #13: Persona in Progress

    Snapshots of My Depression #13: Persona in Progress

    This is one in a series of posts I’m calling “Snapshots of my Depression.” These are memories of times in my life when my mental illness manifested itself in one way or another. I can remember sitting at a table outside a restaurant in Atlanta, Georgia, browsing through a document I’d printed out a few…

  • Snapshots of My Depression #12: Not the Best Man

    Snapshots of My Depression #12: Not the Best Man

    This is one in a series of posts I’m calling “Snapshots of my Depression.” These are memories of times in my life when my mental illness manifested itself in one way or another. It’s been a while since I posted one of these “Snapshots.” I thought maybe it was time to dust off this series,…

  • Snapshots of My Depression #11: Weather Report

    Snapshots of My Depression #11: Weather Report

    First off, do NOT read this blog post unless you read yesterday’s first. In this post, I explain the results of a game I played twenty years ago, and I want you to have the chance to play the game. In yesterday’s post, I invite you to play the game yourself. So please, go back…

  • A Conversation with “The Voice”

    A Conversation with “The Voice”

    I was scrounging around in my computer’s archives today, and I found this. It’s a document I typed up at a coffee house, one afternoon about ten years ago. I had had a bad day. It seems I had done something wrong at St. Stephen’s, where I was then working. I had made some sort of mistake,…

  • Snapshots of My Depression #10: Standing Outside a Broken College House With My Walkman in My Hand

    Snapshots of My Depression #10: Standing Outside a Broken College House With My Walkman in My Hand

    This is one in a series of posts I’m calling “Snapshots of my Depression.” These are memories of times in my life when my mental illness manifested itself in one way or another. The title of this post is a direct reference to a song entitled, “Standing Outside a Broken Phone Booth with Money in…