It’s really happening

I start school in 2 1/2 weeks.

I just started this whole process 2 1/2 months ago.

Accepting that I was really being called to seminary; researching degree plans and schools; applying, getting references and writing essays; working out costs; choosing a school.

Now I’ve been to new student orientation, registered and ordered books.

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I can’t believe I’m going to grad school. Again.

But I’m certainly excited to find out what God has in store for me.

A favorite is new

I just wanted to share my favorite Christmas song, in a version that’s new to me this year. I know it’s several years old, but I just heard David Crowder sing it a couple of weeks ago for the first time and I love it.

Hallelujah.

Looking over my shoulder

Yesterday I had my first migraine in a very long time.

I know that doesn’t seem significant, but for me when one of those comes around there’s usually something else coming right behind it: a massive shift in “mood.”

It may sound strange if you don’t have or know someone with a mental illness, but symptoms can be very much physical, not just emotional or mental.

Having been diagnosed as bipolar years ago now, I’ve become more attuned to the signs of change and how I can combat them. Sleep is necessary for me, and becoming over stressed is problematic. Keeping up with my meds is an obvious one, right? And checking in with psychiatrist is important.

Guess who’s sleeping poorly and has way too much on their mind? Busy weekend and forgot medication? Hasn’t seen their doctor in about 9 months?

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I spoke to a friend today whose son had a complete psychotic break over the weekend and is now hospitalized. He had been under stress and not following up with treatment for his bipolar.

I’m praying for him, that he heals from the injuries he sustained when he wandered off alone, and that he heals mentally and returns to an emotionally healthy state.

And I’m praying that I remember to care for myself, because mental illness sucks and I want to stay healthy.