Tag: help

  • Level Of Potential

    Level Of Potential

    It has been a few weeks of some deep depression, and it’s been difficult to cling on to any sort of hope. I know that God is there, that He is here. But I can’t see Him, or even be aware of Him a lot of the time. The blessings I have been gifted with are all around: my beautiful,  godly wife; our spacious home in a lovely town, with lots of stunning beaches nearby. From the outside, people must wonder what’s wrong with me. To be honest it’s like that from the inside too. I really don’t know what’s wrong. But every day is a struggle, some just to get out of bed.

    Recently there have been lots of examples when I have had responsibilities to take care of my wife, our home, helping with things. It is all too much a lot of the time. I just withdraw from people, and the awful things that I think they are saying and thinking about me. Intrusive thoughts or actual whispers, I’m not always sure. But they are intense, and they never really leave. Even around friends and trusted colleagues at work.

    The last few days have been slightly easier, I’m getting up out of bed, going to work and trying to do things I enjoy. But the thoughts and other symptoms are still there most of the time.

    I’m not at risk, but often there is no obvious solution, or is it just going to be a long process? How long will it be? At what point does peace of mind and any sort of comfort around people begin? Where does confidence come from?

    People tell me to pray constantly, and to put on the full armour of God. These things I often do, sometimes I forget. But they often make no difference. I’m a believer in Jesus without the basics. Hope, peace, joy. What does that say about me? I don’t doubt that God can and does heal, he has healed me physically in the past. At times I’m not sure he will heal my mind and emotions though. And that’s hard.

    To others going through similar things, I don’t have any real answers. There are things that help, like relaxation techniques, keeping communication open with close friends and family, turning to God with honesty and persistence, seeking professional help, if needed. But beyond treating the symptoms I am not sure where full restoration comes sometimes, it’s a waiting game, like the apostle Paul, some of us have a thorn in our side that we need to live around.

    I think it was the late evangelist, Bob Gass that once said that “…the level of attack only reveals the level of our potential…”

    I guess many people have a huge amount of potential.

  • A whisper in the dark

    Most of the time I don’t know what to type for this blog. I try to write short poems, some rambles. Some things seem to work, most don’t. I pray to be led by the Holy Spirit and ask for words to flow. For something that will bless others, something that will touch a heart or two. This is especially true in the moments that I feel that bits of my story could help someone. Well, that’s what I try for anyway.

    Yet there is usually silence from God. Maybe he has nothing for me just now. Maybe I am not listening right. Maybe this sort of thing takes practice. Whatever the reasons or purposes yet undisclosed, I do feel the need to share something.

    My story is one of great personal and family struggles. Of some very dark moments, some glimmers of hope, some more darkness. Lots of not listening for God’s voice and not looking for help in times of need and distress.

    There have been encounters with all sorts of people, from those who sought to destroy me, and those who showed me unconditional love through pained rebellion. It has not been easy, even when blessings have been bountiful, my attitude and focus has often been on the negatives. I do regret that. I’m working on changing that. But I do know that Jesus is patient, and his forgiveness is always on offer.

    To anyone going through shadows or sadness. To anyone lost in despair or hopelessness. I know what it’s like. I often sink back into it and let the lows take hold. But I have also known the beauty of God’s grace, a voice calling out to me to let Him help and mould me into the man that He made me to be.

    He wants to mould you too, whether you already know Him or not. He doesn’t promise things will be easy. I know that all too well. But the calling is to trust the maker of all, with all you have, and all that He will teach you, as He is gradually teaching me.

    He’s calling you home.

  • Fresh start

    Fresh start

    I’ve been blogging for a few years, but it was always a bit half-hearted. My blogs contained some deep and personal things. Sometimes the posts would contain things I felt were led by the Holy Spirit. Sometimes I just rambled. Hopefully, this new blog will be more of the former, being led by God. I’ll try and keep it more focussed while attempting to not have it too heavy either. The aim is to have more regular posts, and I’ll try and read more on here too. There will be a mix of poetry and Christian ramblings here. A flavour of my experience trying to live for Jesus. It’s not easy, it may never be, but I know the One who holds together the galaxies and stars. He can cope with you and me. This is chapter one of a book with torn pages. Torn, but not destroyed.