This book is a frank and honest look at growing up and living life in a Bipolar world. Having spent a lifetime caring for and loving both Mom and Pete, who suffered from bipolar disorder; I learned that often what I thought was my sacrifice in love was upside down. Indeed, they taught me more of love than I could have ever learned otherwise. What I at times saw as trials, God saw as wondrous opportunities to grow in His love. A deep search of the heart can reveal that love can overcome and forgive a myriad of mistakes, even those we make. There can be healing, strength, and hope that overcomes every blemish. The bonds of love that bind us can be greater than the brokenness that would tear us apart. This is especially true when the gentle hands of love which heal us are the very hands of God. In His Sovereign Grace, God knew and chose the perfect path for Mom, Me, and Pete so that we might come to know Him and in Him find abiding, steadfast joy.
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The Blind May See
Often illness or suffering is seen as God’s punishment for sin by those who would espouse their own righteousness. A God of love would only bring abundant blessings to those who follow Him. As His Beloved, Blessed, Redeemed Child, the Christian should experience prosperity, health, and a life abounding in the joys of this world. Or so, some would say! Yet, God works in mysterious ways that our human minds cannot comprehend.
READ MOREWhat is a life that is truly blessed? The one that is filled with all the counterfeit joys of this world? No, I dare say a thousand times no! For the one who is truly blessed is the one covered with scars, broken, unable to stand alone and finds his/her strength by falling into the arms of Christ where he/she is carried to the finish line by Christ Alone. Oh, that dear saint is the one truly blessed! Having come to the very end of one’s self, one finds there a Savior who will carry him or her in His Loving Arms with an Unconditional Love and Grace that they know was wholly undeserved. Thereby making that Grace even more precious than anything else this earth could offer and their joy more miraculous than can be imagined.
COLLAPSEI Was A Child, Back Then
I was a child, back then
And did not, could not understand
The pains she faced, the fears within
Her road of life throughout this land
But as I grew I came to see
The sacrifices that she made
Because of love she had for me
No matter what it did not fade
Whatever road our feet did trod
Her courage, faith deep within
Did hold her heart so close to God
Protecting her from sin
The more I learned of God’s dear Grace
Throughout the years, I came to see
The trials, sorrows that we face
Transform our hearts that we might be
A shining beacon on a hill
To light the path in darkest night
That strangers then might find God’s will
The blinded might gain sight
Yet, each of us, God calls to be
A different beam of Glory’s light
And this in part the mystery
Of how God works, that He just might
Give one the gift to speak His word
Another sings His praise
While some it seems their voice unheard
Except by God. In prayer their voices raise
Each child who knows Christ as their Lord
God uses in His own sweet way
To each He gives a different sword
His Glory Honor to display
And so, I came to realize
The chains of pride that bound my heart
Were merely part of Satan’s guise
Sow bitter seeds, and then depart
I lay my “self” upon the cross
The cross where Jesus bled and died
That He might live, all else is loss
My pride He’s crucified
As I look back, I now can see
That it was Mom, God used to be
A beacon of humility
His beam of Grace to shine toward me
I did not, could not understand
The pains she faced, the fears within
Her road of life throughout this land
Because I was a child, back then