|The Edinburgh Rain
It’s another blustery autumn day in downtown Edinburgh. I zip up my coat prepared with a hoodie and sweater underneath and I brave the soon-to-be winter weather of rain, rain, and more rain. Since moving to Scotland I have discovered one thing: the weather can be cruel. It is no respecter of persons and it is not afraid to tease you with a hint of glimmering sunshine only to disappear for the rest of the day under a thick cloud of rain, hail, and wind. I have also discovered something deeper: in Edinburgh, just like in most major cities of the world, there is also no shortage of people who are homeless.
Open Roof Fellowship
If you are part of a Church of the Brethren congregation committed to and actively engaged in ministry to and with persons with disabilities, your congregation is invited to join the Open Roof Fellowship.
The secret life of a bipolar beauty
When I was 16, I got my driver’s license. I remember taking my parent’s car out for a spin and learning how to maneuver all the gears. In the beginning, it seemed so difficult, but now, eight years later, I can totally do it without even thinking. This has served me well since I have since moved from an automatic to a manual car and have driven legally on both sides of the road after living in the UK. That same year, I also received something far more dramatic and less life-giving than a driver’s license: a diagnosis of bipolar disorder. Just as difficult, I had to learn how to maneuver all of the gears of this sudden illness.
Drawing on the Investment
I received an email recently from one of our constituents who was reflecting on the experience of caring for a spouse who is gradually losing memory and becoming more dependent on others. I obtained permission to share these thoughtful words as an encouragement to others who find themselves absorbed in the ministry of caring for a loved one who is acquiring disabilities:
The Lord is My Strength
A number of years ago, I (Christine) was experiencing deep alienation from God as I tried to understand God’s relationship to my prolonged personal experiences of deep depression and my family’s mental health and autism spectrum disabilities. During this period, I took a pastoral care class from Erick Sawatzky at Anabaptist Mennonite Biblical Seminary. I had an opportunity to draw on some of the pastoral visitation skills he had taught when he was hospitalized after being injured in a fall. Parkinson’s disease led to a rapid decline in his health, and I visited him in his home, participating in a small way with a rotating team of church members who provided companionship and assistance with daily needs.