Christian Counseling
There is No Help.
(This blog was originally published in a slightly edited version on AmericanThinker.com and on Opednews.com)
More than a few times this past week, friends and clients have called complaining that there is a pale of sadness and hopeless around them. One said he felt like he was walking through an emotional bayou. Another observed that everyone she knew was fighting, engaged in endless round-robins of discontent and finger-pointing. Yet another found himself in the middle of chaos at a job that usually was calm and orderly. One woman moaned, “I feel so helpless.” People seemed so hopeless. Were they as helpless as they thought they were?
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Letters on forgiveness
My dear friend, Lucy, has been corresponding with me on the nature of forgiveness. One might reasonably ask what there is to talk about. You either forgive someone or don't. You either get forgiven or you don't.
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Good News?
Reality TV is loathsome. It's inevitably the worst of American culture parading half-naked or screaming at the top of its lungs for its 15 minutes of fame. Loathing may be too harsh a word, though. Embarrassed would be more like it. Two seconds of it and I am covering my ears and averting my eyes, scrambling for the remote.
Did Democracy Kill The Sabbath?
Lately, I've been noticing that one of the things my clients suffer from is a pervasive lack of rest. They come down with colds and go to work. They never give themselves a minute to convalesce. They don't get enough sleep and can't find the time to catch up. Some work full time and go to school and run a home, others work two or three jobs, others take care of families and have barely two seconds to rub together. There is simply no downtime whatsoever. No one takes a break–not even here in New Mexico where siestas used to be a way of life, no one stops working, no one stops shopping.
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Well-deserved Inadequacy
There’s a new fad, according to the Wall Street Journal today: bad mothers. And these bad mothers are bad and proud of it. Apparently several new books have risen from the literary ashes of the publishing world as it tries to compete with anonymous tell-all internet sites. One is unabashedly titled “Bad Mother” and chronicles a mythic litany of maternal horrors.
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