The Summer of 2012

I'm looking back on past summers in my life, exploring a theory that my depression gets seasonally worse in the summer each year. Throughout the summer of 2012, I was in a call process, which is the funny Evangelical Lutheran Church in America way of saying I was interviewing at a new church. Call processes … Continue reading The Summer of 2012

The Summer of 2013

Throughout this month, I'm blogging about my memories of summers past. My mood tends to be at an ebb every summer, and I'm trying to discern if there's any pattern there. Why does this happen each year? What causes it to be different some years? So in my last post, about 2014, I remarked that … Continue reading The Summer of 2013

The Summer of 2014

Throughout the month of August, or so, I'm looking back at summers in my past, to see what my mood was like. I am testing a theory that my depressions are usually bad in the summertime, unless I'm doing some good inner emotional "work." Five years ago was the summer of 2014, and I have … Continue reading The Summer of 2014

The Summer of 2015

During the month of August, I am writing about past summers in my life, an attempt to shine some light on why my depression seems to be worse during the summer each year. I've been heading backwards in this blog series, focusing on an earlier year each post. Now I'm at four years ago, and … Continue reading The Summer of 2015

You’re Not a Burden.

It's day seven of Movember. Throughout this month, many people around the world (including me) are growing moustaches to build awareness of men's health issues. Many, many thanks to all the kind women who commented on my post a few days ago, in which I aired my concerns about focusing on men at a time … Continue reading You’re Not a Burden.

Too Much

Day 4 of Walking and Blogging, getting 10,000 steps on my FitBit and some amount of words on this blog. Today wasn't a great day in terms of my mood. I have a pinch of social anxiety, and it manifested this afternoon when the whole extended family, including all four kids, were at my house. … Continue reading Too Much

Yoke (poem, 2008)

I've been sharing some poems I recently found from a stash I wrote in 2008. These poems were written at a time when I was stressed out from two new things in my life: I was having some "birth pangs" at being a newly-ordained pastor, and I was also anxious about the upcoming birth of … Continue reading Yoke (poem, 2008)