Bipolar, but still Christian : Just Another Challege

I have a rant just dying to get out. People like to generalize. "No one has manners anymore." Young people have no respect for their elders. "Churches don't teach the Bible anymore." None of these statements are true. While they contain truth, these facts do not apply to everyone. When we generalize, we consontrate on the problems outside our circle and miss the problems we have in ourselves. It also can be pretty discouraging to polite kind young men and women when the people they are suppose to respect make them feel worthless. I get it. As you age, you begin to feel overlooked, forgotten, and tired. Why don't they listen? Give the young ones a chance because they need your wisdom, your compassion, and your stories. For my other part, there are still Bible teaching churches. There are third generation Christains. On that, it feels like choosing between the Pharasees and the Sadducees. The Pharisees cling to their traditions at all costs. The Sadducees rej

I started this blog to talk about mental illness and I haven't really said much about that in awhile. Sometimes well meaning Christian folks think the best solution is to imediately cut off any feelings of depression or discouragement. I was reading Psalm 77 this morning, and it is interesting to note David's process. Sometimes you have to start where you are to move to a better place. We don't have "Beam me up Scouty," machines around here. David cried out to God in verse one. He says in verse three that his spirit is "overwhelmed." By verse seven you can see he is loosing hope. "Will the Lord cast me off forever...Is his mercy clean gone forever?" In verse ten he resolves, "This is my infirmity." David spends the rest of the Psalm praising God and remembering who He is. We don't know how long that process took. Allow me to walk beside you and say that you will be okay. God is still listening and He still cares. Can he heal and r