For the month of August, I am looking back on the summers of my life, attempting to find some patterns within them to explain why it seems that my depression tends to get worse during the summer. I'm also looking at each summer to find some insight or reflection that can speak to who I … Continue reading The Summer of 2016
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. … Continue reading Finding Other Voices
So tonight we had our first session of the Bible Study I'm leading on the book of Revelation. And I feel horrible afterward. Why do I always have to be this way? We had a few visitors from other churches, and instead of welcoming them, I think I just simply turned them off. I found … Continue reading Bible Study or just Arrogance?
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 … Continue reading The Truth of the Dark Voice
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
I enjoy walking labyrinths. Labyrinths are maze-like structures that have been used as spiritual tools for centuries. There are many of them around, and I am in the habit of trying to visit a lot of them. For more information about labyrinths, check out The Labyrinth Society. On my way home from a retreat at … Continue reading Labyrinth #17: Unitarian Universalist Congregation, Rock Tavern, NY
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, … Continue reading Snapshots of my Depression #14: Locked In