I’ve enjoyed sharing my experiences with you and what I’ve learned from my love of tea. There’s a final process that has shaped who I am as a person: the stirring process. Once you’ve found your favorite tea, allowing it to steep, then the stirring process seals the deal. This is the point where we create a refreshing flavor that is soothing to the soul. This is also the part of the process that I’ve found myself in presently.
When you hear the words mental illness what do you think? Does mental illness have a particular “face”? Do you think of someone who expresses abnormal behaviors? Do you think of someone who looks out of sorts? Do the words “strange” or “odd” come to mind? Many of us believe mental illness has a “look.”
Before I share, I have a confession to make. Sometimes I avoid community. Recently, I reached out to someone and admitted I bypassed an opportunity to connect with an entrepreneurial community. I just didn’t feel like it.
Before facing my own pain, I thought it was safe to hide in the pews. I won’t forget the Sunday I had enough with God. As a praise and worship leader, you want people to enjoy service. I had reached a breaking point, and all I could do was cry.
This week I created a not fair list to God. Believe it or not, the list was not my idea. I was staring at a blank sheet of paper and then heard pretty clearly, “Write your list.” For those of you who are wondering if God spoke with a booming voice or with a thunderous sound as in the Ten Commandments movie, He did not.