Mental illness is a specter that most of us fear. I certainly do and today that fear gripped my heart as I spoke with a loved one. He was confused, paranoid, hallucinating and threatening. It broke my heart. I kept reminding him that I was his friend, not the enemy. I begged him to talk to a doctor, but I felt that my pleas fell on deaf ears.
I hung up the phone heart broken and frightened and feeling powerless to do anything to help. I stood there shaking, crying and praying hard. Realizing that there was little I could do physically to help prayer was my most effective weapon against this horror. When there is nothing else we can do, we can pray. Those prayers are not ineffective.
Praying .... still praying ....
Just Connie
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