Personal stories of living with mental illness
My life as ministry
by Nancy Lee Head
Serving dinner to homeless women at Sarah House took on the same, awesome dimension for me that I would imagine serving the Lord's Supper to a congregation would be for an ordained minister. And washing the lice off of Ernestine's back with healing waters, in God's name, reminded me of God's grace just as I would imagine baptizing a child would for an ordained pastor.
Reinterpreting these two sacraments of the Presbyterian Church (U.S.A.) became very important to me when I was rejected as a candidate for the ordained ministry by that same denomination in 1978 because I had been diagnosed with schizophrenia some 18 years before.
The gift of faith enabled me to transcend what for me was a major tragedy and to paint for myself a broader and deeper understanding of the Church and its rituals. The invisible church became more real to me, in many ways, than the visible church and because of this "faith fact" my life was enriched. [Keep reading this article]
Created in the image of God
by Cathy Smith
I am a member and an elder at Westminster Presbyterian Church in Minneapolis, Minnesota. I serve on the Task Force on Disability for the Presbytery of the Twin Cities Area. I also have Bipolar I with psychotic features, obsessive-compulsive disorder and post-traumatic stress disorder.
I was hospitalized for the first time in the spring of 2005. The church was very supportive and a minister visited me often. But I did not feel comfortable having others know about my mental illness. I did not want prayers from the congregation or from the prayer chain. My attitude has changed dramatically regarding letting others in on what is happening in my life.
Since that time, I have been hospitalized several more times. My disease progressed to having more delusions and hallucinations. It has taken considerable time to find the right mixture of medications to stabilize me. [Keep reading this article] |