There’s no universal or singular cure for mental illness. Recovery and management when living with a disorder is a lifestyle. It’s like a pie: one piece is therapy, one is possibly medication, social connection, exercise, diet, music, a movie, dancing, juggling, fill in the blank. Consistency while taking care of myself is important, but I also find that depending on the day my body and my mind need something different. Today it was going to the gym when I least felt like it.
A couple weeks ago we released our debut EP North Wilson on iTunes, Spotify and GooglePlay. Link in bio. Check it out and share witya buds ✌🏻
ps we also have a bunch of shows coming up this summer, follow our instagram @__kimball__ to stay in the loop!
The old street that I grew up on was lined with generously aged trees. Their branches hung out above the ground like arms stretched toward each other, as if growing slowly into an embrace. In the summer, the leaves filled them in, creating a canopy where light pierced through in random patterns. For me, this sight always provided a sense of safety. I have since moved on, and amidst the excitement and adventure and chaos of being 20, I have always felt a small ache for home. Funny, because I have a home. Multiple, actually. But something deep in my soul felt unsettled. I began to ponder the canopy of leaves and what comfort I found in them. I remember being in the car and passing under the trees. I remember feeling a presence- something greater than all the souls that had marked their place on my street. Something that- as I looked up into the branches- was enveloping, all-consuming and covering. For lack of just a better way of explaining, it was comforting. And I had a revelation! As God is enveloping and comforting, I so found His spirit in the trees that enveloped my tiny Ferndale street. Furthermore, His spirit is not confined to a specific coordinate (duh!). No matter where I find myself, I can find comfort, safety, peace, and belonging in His Spirit. We were made with the purpose of being in relationship with the Father, which means wherever I am, if I am with the Father, I am home. So many of us navigate our lives with a well living deep inside of us, and we try to satiate it with whatever our hands can find. But whoever drinks from the water He gives will never thirst. Indeed, the water He gives will become in us a spring of water welling up to eternal life. (John 4:14). Once our identity in Christ is established, we can embark on the adventure that He invites us into. And the beauty of it is that whether He calls us to another job or a different relationship, whether to a city or to another country- we will always be home.
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