Mental Health Moments: Safe Harbors of Truth

Transparency is falling forward humanities suffering to create fellowship among broken hearts and turmoiled souls. The snippet of the tragedies from my life’s journal shared last week to only declare the personal understanding of a broken heart and turmoiled soul. Life is not an array of fantasies of never-ending happiness. It has weeds, thorns, and ever-growing pestilent encounters. The blessing amid the waging war is the fruits that grow from the fertile soil beneath the rough terrain of life.


“I do not believe that sheer suffering teaches. If suffering alone taught, all the world would be wise since everyone suffers. To suffering must be added mourning, understanding, patience, love, openness and the willingness to remain vulnerable.”



The persistent tear of mental illness is magnified when we refrain from holding a hand of embracing love to the hearts inside the embodiment of its plight. Mental illness does not degrade the worth of an individual or their hope for a better tomorrow. The greatest gift we can offer when denial has set in is sincere prayer wrapped in authentic love. We cannot insist someone own the honest realization of needed intervention. The power of prayer moves spiritual mountains considered immoveable.


The casualties are beyond estimation, especially the children lost in the cracks of our societal view of the mentally ill. The outburst of anxiety disorders and depression seem unescapable until the loving warmth of a greater source of biblical truth is honored. The compromised systems of this world will fail to meet the need inside the human heart. The soul in suffrage can never be consoled by addictive outcries of disobedient behaviors to numb the pain festering inside. The honesty to admit the torments of our childhood, enslaved mental ambushes of anxiety and the dark damp molded alienation of depression.


Through the torrential storms of life there must be a safe harbor. Safe harbors are held in the quiet still moments when biblical scripture is a sought-after throne in our hearts. A harbor of love and acceptance or we will drown in worldly expectation. In this season of my womanhood through the lingering kindred care of a professional ten plus years ago I honor falling forward to assist the drown trodden hidden among the masses. This allows the authenticity of my heart’s rhythm to unite with other hearts in rhythms of despair. 

True healing begins with the honesty to admit the hurt. Allowing the tears to overflow as we learn to trust in the safe harbors of truth. Safe harbors of truth cleanse the stains of worldly affair by renouncing lies of toxic shame. Biblical scriptures that resuscitate the spiritual lungs with the oxygenated nutrients our souls need to begin again.

“Though you have made me see troubles, many and bitter, you will restore my life again; from the depths of the earth, you will again bring me up.”

PSALMS 71:20


I came to realize our sufferings and torturous assaults are inevitable regardless of race, culture, or socioeconomic status. The refining process is seasoned with grace and merciful love. Embedded inside the challenges we face is a yearning call from the Kingdom Throne to mold us into grateful humble hearts filled with wisdom’s healing power. Suffering creates the need for truth while humbling us to forgiveness. Fruits of such sweet nectar anticipate the joys of reverential living. How can we take the injustice forced upon us and/or the repercussions of selfish bred decisions to birth a victorious life? The strength in the threading of these victories is falling forward in surrender to the Father of all creation. The bold step to take him at his word leaving worldly devices in the alley way of our past. Walking in the light of his Kingdom as his Son shines lovingkindness on the tears of our weaknesses. A life that contributes the jewels of our survival to a world tinkering on destruction. Our plight is for a greater vision and our failures are the architect of our success.


“And we know that all things God works for the good of those who love him, who have been called according to his purpose."


“Mental Health Moments with Brenda” is not intended or designed to diagnose, treat and or cure any form of mental illness, emotional impairments or any personality disease, disorder and or defect. All written articles and or blog posts are written with the intent to embrace, motivate and inspire. Brenda Demonbreun does not accept any liability for any disease and or illness, whether, mental, emotional or physical in regard to any and all written articles and or blog posts for “Mental Health Moments with Brenda”. It is my hope the content of any and all written articles and or blog posts uplifts and encourages the joy of seeking a better version of ourselves through personal conviction and spiritual revelation. Please seek a current state board licensed professional, for any and all mental health care. Thank you.







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