by C Michael PattonOctober 30th, 2012
Lord, I am thankful to you that I have yet to experience anything like the dreaded time of 2010. I still don’t know the reason such a depth of depression came upon me, and you know that I am weary of trying to figure it out. When I left you for those three days, I [...]
by C Michael PattonOctober 16th, 2012
Mom senses a bit of the problem. I don’t want her to. I want her to think she is no trouble at all. I want her to know that changing her diaper is a joy for me. I want her to know that giving her a bath causes me no discomfort at all. I took [...]
by C Michael PattonOctober 10th, 2012
In 2006, my mother had a brain aneurysm. Since then she . . . Wait. I am getting ahead of myself. I need to back up. Growing up, my mother was a very strong figure in my life. She set the spiritual barometer for our whole family. She was a strong, stubborn, outspoken, energetic, and [...]
by C Michael PattonAugust 5th, 2012
As many of you have so subtly noticed and kindly looked past, I have gained quite a bit of weight since 2006. In fact, I have gone from 200 to 270 pounds. I don’t know the exact cause. I don’t eat too differently. Maybe my bad back has caused me to slow down on my exercise routine. [...]
by C Michael PattonMay 10th, 2012
From an outsider’s perspective, I am much different than I used to be. When I moved back to Oklahoma in 2008 I was scared. It was not a place I wanted to be. The memories of who I was were haunting. I left for seminary late in 1998. I lived in the Dallas area until 2007. It was [...]
by C Michael PattonFebruary 16th, 2012
Left unchecked, experience is the most powerful source of belief in our lives. As the old saying goes, “You can’t argue with someone’s personal experience.” This is true in a limited yet real sense. Once someone has a personal experience, it becomes personal and it is very hard to take it away or argue against [...]
by C Michael PattonJanuary 5th, 2012
It is hard to believe it has been so long. Two years ago my mind broke. I wrote about it while in the darkness. I can’t believe it has been two years. No, no. This is not a “recovery letter.” This is not a testimony of victory. You know, a testimony: where I was before, [...]