From a Mental Hospital Ward, [Crushed]

3 “For the enemy has pursued my soul; he has crushed my life to the ground; he has made me sit in darkness like those long dead.” Psalm 143:3 Some time ago,  I was hospitalized for my mental illness. (Actually seven times.) And though each time was bitter, but the Lord carried me.  They would take from me myContinue reading “From a Mental Hospital Ward, [Crushed]”

Dancing With Bruises

  It seems like bruises are part of life’s gift package to us. Dancers are some of the most talented people I know. Their gracefulness can be seen both on and off the stage. A dancer’s training is far from easy. By choosing to become dancers they have made a decision to absorb pain. TheirContinue reading “Dancing With Bruises”

Empty, Broken, Here I Stand [Kyrie Eleison]

Quite a few years ago, I journeyed from off the beaten path in Alaska to Cambridge, England. It was there I somehow found myself on the streets talking to myself; alone, disoriented and quite lost. It was June of 2002 and I had just been released from a mental hospital in Alaska, and was under theContinue reading “Empty, Broken, Here I Stand [Kyrie Eleison]”

English Pigeons

“I will instruct you and teach you in the way you should go; I will counsel you with my eye upon you.” Psalm 32:8 In April 2002, I was sitting in this cavernous waiting room at King’s Cross in London, England.  I was waiting for a bus to Cambridge, UK.  I sat all alone, and stared at theContinue reading “English Pigeons”