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    An Angel

    Sunday, December 23rd, 2007

    So, with Tammy right behind me, I jumped around the desk, ready to ask this guy if he wanted something warm to drink– really I just wanted to figure out who he was and why he had come into the church. As I trailed along the corner of the hallway, I noticed his wet footprints. A trail from the door and a trail back to the door. The one unlocked door at the entrance was squeaking closed. I ran up to the door to open it, and peeked outside into the blizzard. There were no footprints in the six inch drifts up against the front entrance to the church. The snow was untouched, soft, and glistening.

    Trying to Understand Mental Illness: What’s up when everything feels upside down

    Sunday, December 16th, 2007

    There are clinical diagnoses. There are specific criterion that need to be met in order to diagnose someone. Based upon the diagnosis, a person is treated– hopefully by someone who has successfully treated someone with similar symptoms in the past. Of course, the treatment relies upon– demands for– the honesty of the patient describing how they feel– what it’s like to be inside their head. Herein lies an incredible problem. What if the person doesn’t tell their doctor the whole story? The doctor cannot treat their patient for the illness at all– because frequently a patient has learned to say what it is that they think the doctor wants to hear in order to get their own personal desired outcome.

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