My life in a glance
As a child I was a people pleasing goody two shoes. At eighteen I felt God was calling me to meet
Him. I prayed to Him that I wanted to be
a Christian like they were in the Bible.
I asked Him to speak to me the way He spoke to Moses. Suddenly my spirit was impressed by His
Spirit. He said, “You’re a sinner.” Now, He wasn’t talking about the everyday,
Church going sinners that we all are. He
was talking about vile, degrading sin that I did not picture myself ever
doing. I said back to Him, “No, I’m
not.” He said again, “You’re a
sinner.” And I said again, “No, I’m
not.”
He became righteously indignantly angry. He said, “I’m going to humble you for five
years.” I disrespectfully challenged Him
by saying in my spirit, “FIVE YEARS!?”
He said, “All right, ten.”
That was my first lesson.
I immediately became paranoid. My mother came home and I was afraid that if
she or anyone else knew what I was thinking they would lock me up. I spiraled down in mental illness so far that
they eventually did lock me up. I was in
and out of mental institutions and a halfway house until ten years later when I
started taking the right medications.
About this time a lady at work, Bonnie, told me about the
love of Jesus. I wasn’t interested. She then said that, sadly, if I didn’t accept
Jesus’ offer of love the only alternative was that I would go to hell.
That got my attention.
I told her that something inside me said that
what she was saying wasn’t true. She
said that that was the devil lying to me.
Over the next week I wrestled with God and satan. Bonnie prayed for me. Because mental illness had completely
destroyed my mind and life, I felt I had nothing left to lose: so I accepted God and Jesus. That night I was still rebellious and rude to
God, but He demonstrated the depths of His love and patience by saving someone
as vile as He said I was.
Since then God has given me a 23 year career as a graphic
designer, 25 years with my beautiful wife, 16 years with my two wonderful
sons, a bachelor’s degree, and a second career using my gifts and
experiences helping parents of mentally ill youth. I believe God can heal me of the mental illness when He
chooses, I also believe Jesus has given me medicines and other therapies to manage
the affects of the diseases.
Nationally every fifth person is affected personally by
mental illness. If you suspect you may
be struggling, talk to a counselor at Kentwood Community Church. There is hope. And your life can change for the better.
I am not a counselor or a therapist, just a fellow traveler
with you and Jesus. If you would like to
comment I would love to hear from you.
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