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Porch #113 🌄 All Creation Sings His Praises

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But ask the animals, and they will teach you,

or the birds in the sky, and they will tell you;

or speak to the earth, and it will teach you,

or let the fish in the sea inform you.

Which of all these does not know

that the hand of the Lord has done this?

In his hand is the life of every creature

and the breath of all mankind.

Job 12:7-10















'Every part of creation, from the smallest of insects to the mountains in all their grandeur, proclaims the unspoken glory of God.  Every living creature, rock, grain of sand, and mountain stream was created for a specific purpose.  God wants to use the world around us to declare His glory, goodness, and love for us.  May we take the time to open our eyes and hearts, to slow down for a minute and behold the beauty of our God in all that He has made.'

Stop for one moment and step outside.  Yes, right now.  Look around and breathe deep.  Close your eyes and listen.  What is God's handiwork whispering about our Creator?

From ocean's edge to the mountaintops,
Linda
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On Marshmallows, Mushrooms, and Monotasking

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'It's amazing how many marshmallows there are,' I enthused as Tim and I tromped over the damp woodchipped lawn.  I had just kicked a great big mushroom right off its hinges as we headed off for a morning walk.

I caught myself.  'MUSHROOMS!,' I shouted, 'MUSHROOMS!'  And started laughing as he rolled his eyes.

He's gotten used this.  Those closest to me have.  They might patiently wait for me to figure out the missing word, ignore my misnomer, or decide to fill in the blank.  If I say, 'you know, ol' what's his name' or 'what's her face' they're usually able to track with me.  

Kind of like a game of charades.  But this is no game.  And it doesn't end after a 20 minute round or two.

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Before the month ends, there'll be more candles than ever on my cake.  68 is looming and I don't mind telling you that I'm not a big fan of the aging process.  Physically, mentally.  Truth be told, from time to time it unsettles me.  A whole lot.

YET ...

God hasn't given us a spirit of fear.  But power, love, and a sound mind. 
(2 Timothy 1:7)

Plus a sense of humor.  And the capacity to re-invent ourselves, pivot a bit, and prepare for unknown transitions ahead, knowing with confidence that He's already written the rest of our own uniquely personal story.

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Let's face it.  We're all dying daily.  We don't like to hear that, but it's our reality as human beings.  Yet it serves no healthy or holy purpose dwelling on worst case scenarios or getting caught up in the downward spiral of 'what if this' and 'what if that.'

For awhile, I've quietly claimed the desire to live a 'no regrets' lifestyle so that when all is said and done, I can be at peace knowing that I did the best I could do at the time.  For me, that's required the hard work of relinquishing dreams, confessions of sin, changes of attitude, the giving of forgiveness, ability to say 'sorry, no, thanks,' embracing new habits, increased attention to strengthening my faith and my health.  

And now in this season, to gracefully re-invent how I do life, making some major tweaks to well-worn, deeply ingrained routines that don't serve me well anymore.

My goal is to become increasingly mindful and attentive to the conversation, situation, or task right in front of me.

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That brings me to monotasking.

I'm embracing it.  Aiming to bring my full attention to one conversation at a time.  Finishing one task at a time.  Reading one book at a time.  Straightening one room before moving to the next.  Batching blogging stuff, bill paying, or information seeking and then shutting down the computer.

The secret is completing the next right thing before moving on to the next right thing.

*  An old fashioned paper checklist is my life saver these days.  There's great satisfaction in listing every must-do (small and big) and then crossing off one item after another, knowing that I'm not wasting time trying to remember something that's totally slipped my over-crowded mind.

*  Silencing my phone and keeping it out of sight is starting to keep me from endless random surfing which I swear has short-circuited my brain.

I used to be able to multi-task with the best of them.  It's not my preference anymore.  And most days there's no need to.  Accepting this reality has lifted remaining self-expectations to juggle a whole bunch of balls at the same time.  And in this new process, my body is calming, my brain is clearing, and my soul is more attentive to hearing the still small Voice of the One I rely on and love best of all.  

In quietness and confidence shall be your strength.
Isaiah 30:15

It's like God is using my need to leave multi-tasking mastery behind so that I can become the best version of my soon-to-be 68 year old self.  And able to focus on what I've always loved best ... meaningful one-on-one conversations.  Reaching out and listening well and responding in ways that will bring some kind of encouragement to the soul right in front of my nose. 

And yes, continuing to write something (hopefully) of value and connect with you right here in this space.

Read more about monotasking here.  These days #4 - #6 hit home for me.

When all is said and done, there's no one-size-fits-all to the aging process (or anything else for that matter).  I'd love to hear what's working for you ... or what you've learned by watching others a few steps ahead of where you find yourself.
Linda

Porch #103 * Soul Tending

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It's so good to visit with you again this weekend, friends.  I always love these minutes we have together.  

Cultivating our life with God is the most needful, urgent investment of our time, energy, and focus.  From it flows all that defines us and our ability to impact others.  I hope you'll find these 4 essays helpful in taking you there.

And the song is the icing on the cake.

Emily Freeman

Hannah Brencher

Ruth Haley Barton



May you approach this weekend with gentleness, curiosity, and grace.  May you find yourself leaning into wisdom, listening well to the lonely, and loving deeply from the heart.  And may you hear the Spirit whisper, 'this is the way, walk ye in it' (Isaiah 30:21).  
Linda

thank you!

Do You Want to Be Well?

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Jesus specialized in asking simple, straightforward questions.  They weren't designed to trick people and went straight to the heart of the matter.  They invited people to pause and look deep inside at their aching spiritual poverty.

John 5:6 says, 'would you like to get well?' or 'wilt thou be made whole?' 

Well, of course we want to be well.  Why would He even ask?

Truth be told, we might be scared senseless at the prospect that life could actually be different.  We've settled into a rut that we have no idea how to get out of.  Or we really don't want to be bothered to make the choices necessary to begin change.  We've long ago run out of hope and nothing we've tried has worked.  

We might admit that's its not a healthy place we find ourselves.  It might be a dysfunctional reality, but at least it's familiar and it's working for us in some odd, twisted way.  Because who might we become if Jesus healed us of our brokenness?

What would life look like if He freed us from being defined by our shame or our grief or brain health issues or weird family dynamics?  Who would we be? 

Click here to see who you are in Christ.  When you come to the end of your own striving and freely hand your life over to Him, you won't be defined by your messy mistakes and sinful choices and lousy circumstances.  

You are defined by your Savior.  And yes, He wants you to be spiritually, emotionally, and relationally whole.

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Everyone who calls on the name
 of the Lord will be saved.

Romans 10:13

Dear Lord,

I pray for those who find their way to these words today.  You know where they're coming from, You know what they're searching for.  Only You truly understand what they've been through and the restless unsettledness deep within.

May they say 'yes' to Your loving invitation to become Your beloved child.  You alone, God, know the sinful stuff that needs the forgiveness only You can give and the yearning within that can only be filled by Your lovingkindness.

Welcome them into Your family, I pray, where they'll find hope and peace, freedom to be who You shaped them to be, and eternal life with You.

In Jesus' Name ~
Amen

Let's talk about Jesus!
Linda



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How Can I Ever Forgive Myself?

When it comes to graciously extending forgiveness, the hardest person to forgive is often is the one in the mirror.  For sinful choices or stupid decisions or outright betrayal.  It could have been yesterday afternoon ... or decades back.  So if the topic seems overwhelming or like an unattainable goal, please let me say that you're not the only one wrestling with what this looks like.  

You're in good company.  

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Who would have guessed that forgiving ourselves would be such a seemingly impossible decision? 

Blame it on the enemy of our souls. 

If you've done the Christian life for any length of time, it's no big surprise to you that the master deceiver prowls around like the ferocious evil beast he is.  

He whispers or shouts, hissing in the most evil tones.  His insidious lies weigh us down, immobilize us, and keep us stuck in a pit that seems to suck us deeper and deeper into self-condemnation and loathing.  Looking to push our buttons, trip us up, eat us alive, his goal is to render us useless for the victorious kingdom life we've been called to live.  

After awhile of this decidedly deceptive brainwashing, we're all too prone to believe him.

We get lost in the ugly mire of woulda / coulda / shoulda's, defining ourselves by everything negative we've ever said or done instead of defining ourselves by our Savior.  We become great big losers in our own eyes, hopelessly fixated on our past screw-ups, weighed down by our accumulation of cumbersome baggage ... instead of focusing on the One who paid the priceless penalty for all our sin.

Believe it or not, there's some twisted payoff in staying stuck in this graceless mire.  At least it's familiar territory.  It might be a lousy place to live but somehow, in a weird way, it slowly but surely has begun to feel like home.  An incredibly dysfunctional one that ends up holding us hostage.

'Cause who am I if I'm not defined by all my sins and shame?  What would my life look like if I drew a line in the sand and said 'enough is enough, I'm done with this.' 

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If we look in the mirror and see a perpetual loser or a masked failure, we have not accepted the forgiveness God has offered us.  The more in love we are with Him, the quicker we'll be able to discern when the Spirit is clearly putting His powerful finger on specific sins in our lives.  And those are the times we need to own our stuff.  

Experience the remorse, confessing every detail of the choices we've made to the One who longs to see us unshackled.  

Ask for and receive the desperately yearned for forgiveness.  

Claim our identity in Christ.  Believe who He says we are.  Redeemed.  Precious.  Beloved.  Priceless.  Forgiven.

Forgive ourselves.

And then move forward in freedom to all He has for us to be, to do.

How much time and energy have we wasted wringing our hands and beating ourselves up?  What opportunities have we missed because we were looking backward instead of upward?

If we confess our sins, He is faithful and just and will forgive us our sins and purify us from all unrighteousness. 
1 John 1:9

Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, the new creation has come: The old has gone, the new is here!
2 Corinthians 5:17

Jesus said, If you hold to my teaching, you really are my disciples.  Then you will know the truth and the truth will set you free.  So if the Son sets you free, you are free indeed.
John 8:31, 32 & 36

It is for freedom that Christ has set us free. Stand firm, then, and do not let yourselves be burdened again by a yoke of slavery.
Galatians 5:1

I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me.
Philippians 4:13

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Looking upward, my friends.  He is able.  
Linda

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Breath of Heaven, Hold Me Together

 'So they hurried off and found Mary and Joseph, and the Baby, who was lying in the manger.  When they had seen Him, they spread the word concerning what had been told them about this Child, and all who heard it were amazed at what the shepherds said to them.

But Mary treasured up all these things
and pondered them in her heart ...'
Luke 2:16-19

 
We continue to make our way through this Advent season.

We have attempted, not always successfully, to step away from our ordinary routines so that we can fully appreciate His extraordinary story.

For some, this venturing away from business as usual happens gradually, almost imperceptibly.  For others, it requires a clear decision made that invites the possibility of a holy awe to settle in and over and somewhere deep within our beings. 

Whatever.  The good news is that it's never too late to ponder the sacred story of the birth of the Holy One, our Savior, Jesus Christ.  And His young God-chosen mother.

For Mary is living out an unbelievable holy saga as her simply unexplainable pregnancy and the scandal that surely swirled around her take on a life of their own.

Literally.

The grueling journey by some beast of burden takes place in her final days of pregnancy.  At their assigned destination, does panic descend as she realizes that there is not a decent room to be had? 

And what does she do with the stark realization that she and Joseph will be settling into an animal shelter, a shed jam-packed with an assortment of creatures whose owners have also joined the town's throngs?

As labor pains begin to grip her body with a burning frequency, the surreal reality hits her and her husband-to-be.  Her birthing suite would be right in the midst of manure-littered straw with cumbersome, noisy animals staring as they chomped on their feed ... and no woman friend or relative to gently guide her to the culmination of this, her virgin birth.

The Spirit who brought Jesus into her womb never leaves her side as she delivers the Son of God into a fallen world that's just as messy as the shed in which He took His first earthly breaths.
 
Miraculously, the Spirit quiets her young wise soul even as the Holy Child's first visitors include a random assortment of shepherds and more than a few curious bystanders who've caught wind of this unusual sacred drama. The ragtag company heads off in awe to spread the incredible heavenly news. 
 
And Mary is somehow able to pause.  In the midst of all that has swirled around her in a short period of time, she gently rests with her Savior-Baby and processes all that has happened.  Does she once again offer up those early pregnancy praises recorded in Luke's first chapter?  Or does she simply contemplate her own private thoughts during these first hours with the Son of God in her arms at her breast?


Fast forward a couple thousand years. 
 
In the midst of our own whirlwind of emotions, travel plans, unexpected circumstances, glorious surprises, and deepest disappointments, we, too, are offered a compelling invitation to lay aside all that's ordinary and dwell on the sacred extraordinary.  We, who have been offered eternal hope and everlasting joy, are invited to ponder the remarkably glorious news that Jesus Christ is born.  And meditate, once again, on the miracle of our salvation and promise of heaven for those who claim Him as their own.
 
Just like the young virgin mother did all those generations ago.  

He still lightens our darkness, He holds us together.  What a wonderful Savior.

Glory to the matchless name of Jesus ~
Linda

Who's Your Advent Buddy?

Hey gang, it's Advent.  

Tucked right between the lavishness of the Thanksgiving feast and the sheer madness of Cyber Monday, she has gently eased her sacred way on in, longing to claim her rightful place.  A place of stillness, of waiting, of reflection, of hope.  She doesn't jump up and down yelling 'pick me pick me' but she knows that her time to shine is now.  She wants to point us to Jesus. 

It's all about Jesus.

Not the stress inducing shopping insanity, over-the-top decorating, cookie baking marathons, the endless hours spent writing cards and wrapping presents, the jam-packed calendar, incessant jingle bells, or Santa and his mythical elves and flying reindeer.

Jesus.


Three years ago, a new friend invited me to get together each week of Advent.  And so we began, using Sarah Young's Jesus Calling for Christmas.  The reflective devotional readings, favorite Scripture, and the most exquisite winter photography have guided us into a much-needed gentle, quiet rhythm each year since.  

Through family disasters, illness, covid.  The disappointments, the sorrows.  The hard and the crazy, as well as the joyful stuff.

We curled up with our mulled cider yesterday, caught up on all the family doings, and then settled in.  We talked of what it looks like to live abundant, Christ-centered lives while we're in waiting mode.  Of how God has prepared this season of the year, and our lives, with 'the most tender concern and attention to detail.'  Of our need to pay attention with gratitude to what He's doing instead of continuing to revert to our old default modes.

Being thankful.  Even and especially while we wait.

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Advent is not a solitary observance.  We were never created to do life alone.  We were born for relationship, for community.  Is there a friend you'd like to make space for in this sacred season?  To share Scripture and thoughts and prayer?  It can't hurt to ask.  And no, it's not too late.  

This is the kind of presence we're all longing for.  Often we just don't know it.  Or are scared to ask for it because we've been hurt by being vulnerable in the past and who wants to chance that again?

This is a hard time of year to live a solitary life.  I'm guessing that God might be putting someone on your heart who needs a soft place to land, a hot cup of tea, and this kind of spiritual companionship.  And you know you need to cultivate this for yourself, too.  Maybe it's time to re-connect with someone you've been missing.  Go for it.  He is with you as you reach out.  I promise.

A bit of a benediction for all of us thirsty souls:
May God bless us as we continue our faith walk, becoming more and more like His dear son.  May we not be afraid of the presence of another soul, of quiet conversation, or the depth of the vast spiritual treasures He has for us.  May the Spirit guide us into refreshing new rhythms and deeper grace as He continues to whisper, 'this is the way, walk ye in it' {Isaiah 30:21}.

Linda


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Porch #67 * Nudges Toward Wholeness

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Hello again, dear over-our-heads over-wrought friends (or those who've been there, done that)!

Welcome back to the final piece of our little burnout series.  If you missed the first two parts, here you go:


Today's nudge toward wholeness could look like some kind of to-do list ... and the danger is thinking if we check all the boxes all will be well.  But life isn't linear and most of these practices or rhythms take time to cultivate and bear fruit.  

Consider these suggestions as hugs of hope, doses of sanity, and nudges toward wholeness.  

* And thanks to my dear friend, Debby Hudson, for these soothing, inspirational images.


NAME IT
Stop ignoring what is true about where you are.  Speak it right out loud.  Write it down.  Hearing your weary voice utter raw truth and seeing it scrawled in black and white allows you to name what ails you, see how it's impacting your reality, and offers you a wide open invitation to choose your next steps.

I am  _____________  and it's left me feeling  _______________.  I am making the choices to  _______________,  _______________,  and  _______________  so my body, mind, and soul can be strengthened. 


BODY
You're craving comfort food, but all those carbs and sugar will do nothing but drag your already taxed body lower.  Surround yourself with the real stuff like fruit and vegetables and eggs and groceries that don't have an ingredient list that's as long as your arm.  Display the healthy stuff front and center in your fridge and cupboards.  Put the junk somewhere inaccessible to you.  Aim for 6 - 8 glasses of water each day.

Move your body.  Get outdoors.  Walk or bike or hike or run after the dog.  Stretch or dance or lift some weights.

Sleep is not an option.  It's imperative, it's life-giving, it's healing.  Curl up and take an afternoon nap.  Or go to bed a half hour earlier.  If this is an ongoing challenge, there's probably a medical component going on and your doctor should know this is plaguing you.

How is stress impacting your body?
 

BOUNDARIES 
Please don't allow people to send you on a guilt trip or make you feel like you're obligated to give extensive reasons for the choices you make.  Wisdom is knowing when to say yes and when to say no.  When to take a sabbatical, when to get a replacement, when to decline an attractive invitation or a long-awaited opportunity. 

It's easy to become so immersed in tending to everyone and everything that we unknowingly begin to neglect our own precious bodies, minds, and souls.  Yes, we're called to love others as we love ourselves {Matthew 22:39}, but we often forget that the 'love ourselves' mandate gives us the grace and the fuel to effectively reach out to those around us.

Where do you need to set up some boundaries?


UNPLUG
We're obsessed, we're addicted.  Social media's many attractive tentacles can easily breed an exhausting spin cycle.  Comparison, dissatisfaction, jealousy, FOMO {fear of missing out}, and feeling 'less than' all combine to create an endless toxic striving which can easily morph into an unhealthy anxiety.  Our society has created a culture where we are always on, always available.  There is no rest for our minds, leaving us with no space just to be still. 

What would unplugging look like for you? 


EMBRACE
Solitude that feeds our thirsty souls is one thing.  Isolation is a whole other ball game. Morphing into a hermit benefits no one and invites depression to come join you.  Begin to re-create focused time with those you love.  Chances are they've been missing you.  Tell people what you need ... it might just be an occasional quiet companion to keep you company.  

Who are you missing?


SOUL
Pray yourself awake in the morning and pray yourself to sleep at night.  Unpack your heavy load with the One who has borne your griefs and carried your sorrows.  And in the process, pray for another soul.  You won't have to look far to find someone in even worse shape than you are.

Read a simple Psalm, sitting reflectively with the Psalmist and the One who ministers to our deepest hurts.  Or check out Elijah's story of spiritual battle, physical depletion, and emotional exhaustion ... and glean from his recovery story in 1 Kings 18 - 19.

Keep a little gratitude journal, writing down three simple things you're thankful for each day.  Counting your blessings and giving thanks is not overrated.  It's a lifeline ... and has the power to refocus you when anxiety and fear come to call. 

Music touches the deepest part of who you are, your soul.  Pull together your favorites, maybe create your own playlist.  Start singing again.

Which soul care practice is calling your name? 


SABBATH
We've lost the beauty of this lifeline along the way, either looking at this biblical mandate as far too rigid or unapplicable for today.  Two of my favorite iron-sharpen-iron women talk about this delightful, life-giving invitation ... Emily Freeman and Ruth Haley Barton are the real deal.  Listen in and download the transcript right here

What is God inviting you to?

I'm praying as each of us consider which of these these hugs of hope, doses of sanity, and nudges toward wholeness we need to discover ... or re-claim ... or share with others.  And, as always, I'm looking forward to hearing your stories and suggestions. 
Linda

Porch #66 * Clarify Your Motivation

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Compassion fatigue, burnout, ministry fatigue syndrome.  That's what we've been talking about this week.  The overwhelm, frazzled, exhausted, running-on-empty that hits us, that left untended morphs into who we become and what we're known for.  

Even when we've been doing what we thought was the right thing.


Maybe it's not what we're doing.  Maybe it's why.  Here's a question to help us clarify.  It's a simple one.  Yet it invites us to do a bit of digging to discover what's really going on inside.  Thank God that the Holy Spirit specializes in guiding us into all truth (John 16:13).  

As you deal with your daily 

situations and relationships, 

what things tend to 

control your heart?

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Fear?  Pride?  Position?  Anger?  Ego?

Shame?  Frustration?  Regret?  Desperation?  

Hurt?  Guilt?  Control?  Frustration?  People-pleasing?

If we're coming from one of these unhealthy places, we will feel like we're never enough and we'll always push ourselves harder and harder, trying to fill the desperate void inside.

Search me, O God, and know my heart; test me and know my anxious thoughts.  Point out anything in me that offends You, and lead me along the path of everlasting life.
- Psalm 139:3-4

Who controls us?  Shapes our goals?  Gives us freedom to make wise decisions?

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So we make it our goal to please Him, whether we are at home in the body or away from it.
- 2 Corinthians 5:9

You must each decide in your heart how much to give.  And don’t give reluctantly or in response to pressure. “For God loves a person who gives cheerfully."  And God will generously provide all you need.
- 2 Corinthians 9:7-8

Linda

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Compassion Fatigue * Part 1

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"Caregivers and ministry leaders are not only susceptible to increased levels of stress ... when combined with a call to love and serve others, the result is what is commonly referred to as compassion fatigue. 

Compassion fatigue can be understood as a comprehensive exhaustion that takes place over time when one is constantly in the 'giving' position and, as a result, loses his/her ability and motivation to experience joy, satisfaction, or feel and care for others. 

It is sometimes referred to as secondary or vicarious traumatic stress associated with the emotional residue related to the cause of caring.  The traumatic event or crisis did not happen to you directly, but you were close enough to those it did impact that its detrimental effects can still have a causal outcome."


Most of us can make our way through tough times and emerge relatively unscathed.  It doesn't mean we're not worn out or sad but we do make it through.  We've felt God's presence and give thanks it's over and done with.  We put up our feet for a bit, re-charge, and then we're on our way no worse for wear.

But then there's the trials that go on longer, their impact is deeper, and nothing is wrapped up in three easy steps.  There seems to be no relief in sight because everywhere we turn, something urgent pops up that demands our attention and we slowly but surely begin to get a bit crispy around the edges. 

Overwhelmed.  Frazzled.  Exhausted.  Running on empty.

A sense of numbness slowly creeps into every crevice.  Joy, passion, zeal, and purpose fade to a distant memory.  The weariness is soul-deep, tomorrow seems daunting, and God somehow seems further away than we can ever remember.

Hello compassion fatigue.  Burnout.  Ministry fatigue syndrome.  

Call it what you want, this body/mind/soul level exhaustion is sadly alive and well in the church among the people of God.  It was always there but covid did us no favors.  This level of fatigue impacts every level of our lives and left unacknowledged and unattended, its relentless tentacles reach deep into our health, relationships, decision-making, ministries, everything.

Ministry leader.  Health professional.  Griever.  Pastor.  Therapist.  Church staffer.  Teacher.  Ministry volunteer.  People helper.  Director of this or chairman of that.  Family member.  Job hunter.  Chronic health sufferer.

Let's talk.  That's where the healing starts.
Linda



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