Should A Christian Get Acupuncture Therapy?

“In peace I will lie down and sleep, for you alone, O LORD, will keep me safe.”Psalm 4:8 I came across this verse last night during my daily Bible reading. After I read the day’s selections (slated to get me to finish the Bible in a year’s time), I promptly fell peacefully asleep, as the verse — and my heart — professed. Zzzzzzzzzz An hour later, my legs jerked me awake.  I do not use the term “jerked” lightly.  The episode begins with a tingling and muscle contraction in the tip of my tongue and around my mouth.  Then a … Continue reading Should A Christian Get Acupuncture Therapy?

Climbing Mt. Laundry

(Warning: If you are my mother, do NOT read this post lest you worry needlessly about me.  I will be okay.  You have been warned.) ________________ I want to write today about mental illness.  The Christians I’ve known in my life never really discussed mental illness.  It has always been one of those things that we sort of think exists but deep down believe that if a person will just “get a grip,” “grow up,” “put on the big girl pants,” “trust Jesus,” or “relax,” then it will all go away.  It’s all in the mind, and if your mind … Continue reading Climbing Mt. Laundry

Daring to be Different

This holiday season, I’ve had a bit more time on my hands than I have had in the past…oh, thirteen years or so.  Recovering from major surgery gave me time and space to think and to pray.  The quieter I became in my soul, the more sure I was that the Lord was calling me to do something different this year to celebrate the Savior’s birth.  I did not want to look like the culture around me. So this year, I made gifts.  By hand.  I can’t yet disclose what I made because some of my blog readers will be … Continue reading Daring to be Different

Running with camels

Seven weeks post-op, and I am *almost* normal!  Well, normal as defined by me, at least.  As defined by my doctor, though…not so much. Since I was having nonstop anxiety and despair about the lurking organism H Pylori turning my stomach into a witch’s acidic brew (not a scientific description), I decided to become a camel for awhile.  If I take my proton-pump inhibitor, I don’t have pain.  So why worry about taking a double dose of toxic medicines to kill the organism?  Can’t we just coexist peacefully? Unfortunately, my doctor doesn’t share my opinion.  Something about nutrition, absorbing enough … Continue reading Running with camels

Glad to be on the winning team

Thankfully I did not grow another eyeball, lose any appendages, or experience sudden death today after taking the first dose of that dreaded antibiotic.  Unfortunately, I have experienced enough signs and symptoms that I know I am reacting and am not just panicking: -hearing changes.  I haven’t exactly lost my hearing, but this evening suddenly everything got muffled.  I’m hearing a strange phantom ringing sound in my right ear that drives me crazy if I don’t distract myself with something else…like writing.  Except I just wrote about it and now am thinking about it again! -vision changes.  I made my … Continue reading Glad to be on the winning team