London 2008

I am in London. I still love London. That is about the only thing that is still the same (in my life since my previous visit).

Generally speaking - I have a lot less to say these days. I have less answers, less bright ideas. I am less sure of relationships. I also have less to say to God. Not sure if this is good.

I tend to take almost everything at face value. I simply do not have the capacity to look beyond. Sometimes, I'll see an interesting argument, but not get directly involved, because I am not sure that I am coherent.

For now - I am in London. I walk a lot. Sometimes I think. I take pictures. I am attempting to read a book. One day at a time.

A new body

My friend, Jan, suffers from bipolar disorder. When I met him and his wife they were in ministry. They worked hard and were successful.

A few years later, Jan was diagnosed. Mental illness is not acceptable in many circles and understood in even less. Jan eventually had to leave the ministry. Over the past few years, the episodes became more frequent and more intense.

For the past 3 weeks, he was in hospital and on Monday, they moved him to a different facility.

My heart is broken. Every time this happens, all my questions about healing and all my doubts jump to top of my mind. I am reminded of my own brokenness.

Just for today, may God be with my friend, Jan, and all the other people like him. May God protect them from themselves and others. May they by reminded that there will come a day when our bodies will be made new and these things that hurt so much, will go away. May God comfort them and those who love them.