Monday, December 30, 2013

Memorial will be held tonight for young woman, unborn child killed in crash after 9/11 prayer vigil

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Robyn Bloem holds a frame with pictures of her daughter
Lindsay Bloem who was eight months pregnant when the 
Sept. 11 terror attacks occurred. She and her family attended
a prayer session at that church that night. Driving separately
from her family, Lindsay's car was involved in a car crash in
which she and her baby died.

GRAND RAPIDS
Robyn Bloem’s story about her daughter’s death touched a retired New York City firefighter.
Her daughter, Lindsay Bloem Hoover, eight months pregnant, died Sept. 11, 2001, in a crash as she left a prayer vigil in Grand Rapids, MI for victims of the terror attacks.
Bloem, who shared the story at a conference in Poughkeepsie, N.Y., said her daughter felt a need to do what she could.

After the mother spoke, the firefighter approached.  He explained that he had worked for the New York Fire Department. He worked at ground zero. He retired, but only after the ruins of the World Trade Center had been cleared. But what he really wanted Bloem to know was this: “When you said your daughter prayed for us, I sat here the rest of the morning, thinking, ‘We couldn’t have done it without the prayers of your daughter."
The words floored her. They brought such comfort.

As the nation marks the 10th anniversary of the terror attacks today, family and friends of Lindsay Bloem Hoover, 19, and her unborn child, Emily Hope Hoover, will think of them in a candlelight memorial tonight at 8:30 pm at 3343 Alpine Ave., NW, in Walker, where the crash occurred. The family — including her father, Steven, and brothers, Steven Jr., 31, Brant, 26, and Tyler,  21 — will release sky lanterns, while local musicians lead praise songs. They will remember “two more” victims of the terror attacks.

Bloem remembered the horror of that day.
Her daughter, upset and frightened by the attacks, called her several times. She wanted to help, too. She and her family attended a prayer vigil at Alpine Baptist Church that night.“She wasn’t a firefighter or first responder. She did what she could as a Christian: pray,” her mother said.

Her daughter left the service to pick up her husband, William Hoover III, at work. Her parents and two of three brothers trailed in another vehicle. They were right behind when a drugged driver’s car crossed into her path.She was trapped inside. Twisted metal wouldn’t budge. The mother screamed for help. Someone called 911, and police, firefighters and paramedics showed up. Pastors, too. Then, a police officer asked Robyn and Steve Bloem to get into a police car.
“We have to talk to you,” the officer said.

Lindsay and her husband were going to set up a crib the next day. She would have been a terrific mother, her mother said. She was a “sweet, sweet girl.”
She had a nurturing side that began as a girl. She let classmates win “musical chairs” rather than grab the last seat. Her dad called her the “advocatus” because she always came to others’ defense. She was especially protective of her youngest brother, Tyler. When he took trombone lessons, she told him he did a great job.“She would say, ‘Now, be quiet — let him play,’” their mother recalled.
After Lindsay died, Tyler lost interest in playing music. Family encouraged him, but it wasn’t the same.The sudden loss is was made even worse for Bloem when she saw the grief on the faces of her other children.

Bloem also thinks of her niece, who collapsed upon getting the news.
She imagined that scene playing out at thousands of homes after the Twin Towers came down. In a way, the losses kept some of Lindsay’s family from feeling alone.
There is an imprisoned driver responsible for Lindsay’s death.
But for her family, the national tragedy and personal tragedy will always be linked. Lindsay is never far from their thoughts.
But it is hard, too, the constant reminders coming with the 10th anniversary, her mother said.
“Whenever they say there were (about 3,000) people that died, I always think, ‘There were two more."  E-mail John Agar: jagar@grpress.com
If you would like to see a video of the above event please folow the link below.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YFtc5mU1h08


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Thursday, December 26, 2013

Wonderful Counselor


 













 
For unto us a Child is born, unto us a Son is given; and the government will be upon His shoulder. And His name will be called Wonderful, Counselor, Mighty God, Everlasting Father, and Prince of Peace. of the increase of His government and peace there will be no end, upon the throne of David and over His kingdom, to order it and establish it with judgment and justice from that time forward, even forever. The zeal of the Lord of hosts will perform this (Isaiah 9:6-7 NKJV).
I am a counselor. Counseling is very popular today. Counselors are paid a lot of money for their time. Good pastoral counselors are not easy to find but they are desperately needed.  Professional Counselors as good as they may be are generally not pastors. In fact the counseling pastor is basically extinct. The word biblical counselor can mean all kinds of things. As I have said before many times, there are some who make a point of being biblical counselors, who do not have a shepherd’s heart. They run rough shod over the weak and the depressed. It was not so of our Lord. He was full of grace and truth.   But here the Hebrew speaking prophetically of the God/Man calls Him a Counselor. The Hebrew word means, to advise, to consult, to counsel, sometimes, to counsel together.  It is used eighty times in the Old Testament.

Read Psalm 16:17, Romans 11:33-35.
Christ is the final revelation of God
One aspect of Christ being a Counselor is that in the New Testament and in Christ Himself; we have the final revelation of God. This can be seen in the book of Revelation of which the apostle John says: The revelation of Jesus Christ, which God gave Him to show His servants-things which must shortly take place. And He sent and signified it by His angel to His servant John, who bore witness to the word of God, and to the testimony of Jesus Christ, to all things that he saw. Blessed is he who reads and those who hear the words of this prophecy, and keep those things which are written in it; for the time is near. (Revelation 1:1-3). If want to be a biblical counselor you need to know two books the Bible and the human heart. The Bible is the special revelation and the human heart is part of his general revelation. There are far too many Christian counselors who are so in name only. Read the Bible through and through and understand what it means. The word of God tells us that we have the mind of Christ (1 Corinthians 2:16). How do you express what is on your mind? You do it by words of the language that you speak.
Jesus Christ is called the Word of God. Christ reveals the true nature of the Father to us by His Spirit through his word . A couple of Scriptures help us understand this: They are found in the book of John, who also wrote the book of Revelation. In John 1:1-2, John tell us: In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God. He was in the beginning with God. All things were made through Him, and without Him nothing was made that was made .
In John 1:18 it says, for the law was given through Moses, but grace and truth came through Jesus Christ. No one has seen God at any time. The only begotten Son, who is in the bosom of the Father, He has declared Him (NKJV).

Christ is the Cornerstone, the apostles and prophets, its foundation.
In another Scripture which is found the book of Ephesians, 2:19-22, Paul tells us that Christ’s apostles and prophets were the foundation of the church and this foundation was built on Jesus Christ who in Scripture is called the Cornerstone. Paul states, So then you are no longer strangers and aliens, but you are fellow citizens with the saints, and are of God's household, having been built on the foundation of the apostles and prophets, Christ Jesus Himself being the cornerstone, in whom the whole building, being fitted together, is growing into a holy temple in the Lord, in whom you also are being built together into a dwelling of God in the Spirit.
We no longer have apostles and prophets today.
They laid the foundation of miracles, signs and revelatory gifts. But we are the building of God. The moment we are saved we become part of the building and the body of Christ. Through the Holy Spirit had the revelation God breathed through them, so that the New Testament like the old is the inerrant word of God.

The  Father speaks to us in the last day in His Son, Jesus Christ.
Listen to the writer of Hebrews, after He spoke long ago to the fathers in the prophets in many portions and in many ways, in these last days has spoken to us in His Son, whom He appointed heir of all things, through whom also He made the world. And He is the radiance of His glory and the exact representation of His nature, and upholds all things by the word of His power.
Turn Your Eyes Upon Jesus
Turn your eyes upon Jesus look full in His wonderful face and the things of earth will grow strangely dim in the light of His glory and grace Turn your eyes upon Jesus look full in His wonderful face and the things of earth will grow strangely dim in the light of His glory grace (Thanks to Alejandra for these lyrics) From Lyrics Mania
 
 

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Don't forget about our seminar, Whispers in the Foyer an Honest Look at the Christian and Mental Illness. All you have to do is go to this link and then click on seminar.
http://www.heartfeltmin.org/#!events/c15sx
 
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Thursday, December 19, 2013

Nigeria: Widows of pastors mourn the murders of their husbands.




















Many of us will be spending Christmas day with family. We will avail ourselves of an assortment of main dishes and deserts. Now this is not a bad thing. But what is not right is that we are not thinking about our brothers and sisters in Christ who are being bound, tortured and killed. This is being done  by their government their neighbors and religious zealots.

Please pray for them. For details on this suffering go to the comprehensive web site,
http://www.persecution.org/

Widows Clarice and Sarah are still in shock after their husbands, both pastors in the Mombasa region of Kenya, were murdered in separate incidents on Oct. 20. Clarice’s husband, a pastor at Mombasa’s Vikwatani Redeemed Gospel Church, was found dead of a gunshot to the head in his church. Clarice told a VOM worker she believes he was murdered to scare Christians away from the area. Pastor Charles Matole, 41, was found slumped in a chair, a Bible still in his lap, as church leaders came in to prepare for Sunday morning worship services. His widow recounted that in the months prior to her husband’s death, there were times that people would throw stones at the church while they held prayer services. Furthermore, death threats made on the pastor’s life were never followed up on by police

Like Clarice, Sarah also mourns her murdered husband, whose body was found in a brush pile that same morning in Kilifi, about 35 miles north of Mombasa. Pastor Ebrahim Kidata, who started 36 churches in the region and had recently been named the new overseer of the church in Malindi County, had been out the day before to see his cattle and check on lumber to be used to build new tables for his church. His wife grew concerned when she could not reach him on his cell phone, and her worst fears were realized when he was found strangled to death. In addition to his widow, he leaves behind seven children. Two of the children are married, but five are school-aged and still live in the home. Sarah was shocked by her husband’s murder as no threats had been received and there is little motive for his death. Both murders are thought to be related to unrest between Christians and Muslims in the Mombasa region, but no one has claimed responsibility


 
 
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Monday, December 16, 2013

How the U.S.A. mental health system failed one man!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Most Harrowing Days of My Life

Anonymous
 
To the reader: This post is unusually long for a blog.  I have taken the liberty of dividing it up by  subdivisions (they are in black bold print). It was published by the Huffington Post.
I have been in a psychiatric hospital three times and I can really relate to this article. There needs to be a change in the psychiatric hospital system but how to go about it, I do not know.  I have also worked in psychiatric hospitals. M wife Robyn and I tell our story in our book Broken Minds, Hope for Healing When You Feel Like You're Losing It.
Please see the link at the bottom of the page for reviews of our book. Steve Bloem


He could feel himself lose control
I am a white, middle-aged professional man with many years experience navigating laws and bureaucracies. By training and temperament I am better equipped than many to advocate for myself.
After two weeks of straining to hold it together because of the things that are none of your business,    I deteriorated because of  weight loss and sleeplessness, I could see and feel my emotions and my behavior gradually sliding out of my grasp and beyond my control.
I thought I could handle it.

He could no longer control his emotions
What finally broke me was something as simple as furious, I-hate-myself-regret for hurting someone I love.A breakdown is like this: I spent almost an entire Saturday night crying. Not boo-hooing but sobbing convulsively. This kind of crying is like an epileptic seizure. Who you are becomes a servant to your crying.

How the suicide hot line failed him.
I telephoned my sister in the morning. She gave me the toll free number of a suicide prevention hotline for Southern California and told me she would jump in her car to meet me. The plan was for me voluntarily to admit myself for treatment at the closest hospital with a psychiatric ER -- Harbor UCLA. I called the hotline. A twenty-something female voice answered. She asked if I would mind taking a brief survey. "It is important to maintain our funding," she explained. I stammered an OK. She asked me my age, my ethnicity. I think she asked my highest level of education; I'm unsure because I hung up. She called back. I hung up again.

His father suffered from mental illness.
My sister arrived at about 10:30 am and drove me to Harbor. With her arm around me, we walked the dingy halls together, following the green line on the floor to the psych ER.
My father suffered mental illness. I had lived my whole life determined not to be like him. When I saw the sign that announced the Psychiatric Ward, I dropped to me knees, chest heaving with sobs. On top of everything else, my whole life now felt a failure. I was at the one place I vowed I would never be.

How the psychiatric hospital failed him.
The ward is about the size of an average McDonald's dining room. It is rectangular and brightly lit. In the center is the windowed nurse's and doctor's station, also rectangular. There are plastic chairs abutting the walls of the station. A few patients wandered around but most slept on mattresses strewn either on the floor or in the small rooms that rimmed the ward.

A psychiatric nurse told him to "buck up" to, "get it together."
My sister was not allowed in with me. Sleepless, exhausted, drowning in emotion, I was on my own.
I sat, head between my knees, still sobbing uncontrollably. A nurse in orange scrubs sat next to me and firmly but not aggressively urged me to "get myself together." At some point I was given a pill.
A young doctor in blue scrubs sat on the seat next to me. I tried to get my story out. He said my sister was worried I might hurt myself. A small alarm went off in my head and I gathered just a bit of focus.

He was involuntarily committed to a "system." I recall him asking me that if I were to kill myself how would I do it? Since I heard this as a hypothetical, and I was there for treatment, I told him my favored option. He did not ask me how likely I was to do it.  Later, he returned with a form. On it was checked "involuntary commitment" and written on it was that I had told him I intended to kill myself. I stared at it, dimly recognized the error, but I was too spent to protest.  At that moment I be came a "5150," named after the California statute number, meaning someone who was being involuntarily detained for my own safety. I was for the first time in my life entirely at the mercy of "a system."

He was moved the same night to another psychiatric hospital.
Later that night I was taken by ambulance to what I now know is a prominent psychiatric hospital fairly nearby. The part of the facility I was in was one long hallway. Patient rooms were on both sides of one end. Each room slept up to five. A glass walled room with tables and chairs was at the other end of the hallway. A glass enclosed nurse's station faced a glass enclosed common room, with a TV (always on), two leather couches and an assortment of plastic chairs.
I was guided to sit at a small table. Someone -- I don't recall who, she was a woman -- sat to my right. My belongings were inventoried and my shoelaces removed. I was given a pill and some badly printed brochures about my rights. Nobody explained the routine or schedule. I was taken to a room where three men were already sleeping, two snoring like bears. I fell asleep.

The system was threatening his livelihood, his business.
In the morning I was awakened for breakfast (predictably awful) and  was told to see my psychiatrist. In a tiny office I briefly told him my story but received no counseling and was promised none. He told me that I was there for a seventy-two hour hold but that if in his sole opinion he felt that I was still a danger to myself he could hold me for fourteen - fourteen! - days. My business would collapse. Nobody told me this way back at the ER. My choice to seek aid now posed a risk to my very livelihood. My visit with the psychiatrist lasted for perhaps five minutes.
And, after that visit, all my attention turned toward getting out of there in seventy-two hours.
Of the twenty or so patients, most were experienced in the system; just a handful of us were first-timers like me. I noticed that social workers in scrubs wandered about with clipboards, silently scribbling observations about the patients, Jane Goodall-style. (Ed. Jane Goodall is considered to be the world's foremost expert on chimpanzees"),

  "Group"-- consisting of a therapist asking how we are doing and offering advice about avoiding bad thoughts -- was held twice a day in the TV room. Once a day they let us outside into a small courtyard for "adjunctive" therapy: a Nerf football and soccer ball and a radio. The line for our meds started about 8:45 pm. Lights out by 11pm.

Lack of information
I obediently took the anti-depressant they provided but never named. Most other patients sought additional drugs but I dared not. I didn't want to appear too disturbed so I didn't ask for anything other than a sleeping aid to help me blot out my snoring roommates.
There was nothing to do. The TV was always on. I wanted to retreat to my room to read the magazines my sister had brought but I did not want to appear anti-social. In any case, my roommates were always there, snoring.

There was no kindness, no therapy, no encouragement.
Watched, bored, scared, the place itself quickly promoted anxiety and depression. There was no therapy. Almost nobody had a kind word of encouragement. Petty rules were sometimes enforced petulantly. Nobody outside of "group" asked how I was. With a couple of welcome exceptions, the staff ranged from politely tolerant to why-are-you- bothering-me? impatient. At some point I learned I had been assigned a social worker but she never introduced herself to me. Nobody acted unprofessionally. But, neither did anyone act in a way that was memorably tender or kind. One woman who arrived after I did walked the halls with tears welled in her eyes. Nobody consoled her.
I got out in three days, in part with some logistical help from my social worker. I signed a form that says I cannot buy a gun for five years. I am on meds and in counseling. And, to the extent that I was truly at- risk, at least I am here.
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You should not divide physical illness from mental illness
I feel somewhat ashamed for not signing my name to this. Of course, to protect me and my family, I cannot. This is a sad referendum on how we stigmatize mental as opposed to physical illness.
Indeed, one thing I learned first-hand is that dividing physical from mental illness is wrong. The rational part of me did not entirely vanish that dreadful Saturday night. I could still hear, still feel, that voice, my better mind. I therefore do not escape responsibility for what I have described. But, the rational part of me was reduced; its jumping up and down, arms waiving cries for reason rendered tiny and feckless in comparison to an overwhelming, orchestral, emotion-impelled mania caused by a part of my body -- my brain and thus my mind -- misfiring.

 On a broken leg, you limp. On a broken mind, you behave badly.
Whether I acted in ways previously unimaginable to me because of bad genes awakened in middle age; a soul and happiness-shattering heartsickness stemming from the foremost and most confusing of the somethings that are none of your business; the stomach-clenching, self- hating regret I mentioned before; lack of sleep and food; or all of these things in unlucky combination, I do not know. What I do know is that my mind got injured by some or all of these things as surely as a car accident can break a leg. On a broken leg, you limp. On a broken mind, you behave badly. Hopefully, this is the kind of injury that resolves as opposed to the kind that is managed.

People who are still in the system need help
I think about the patients I left behind and I am afraid for them. They are now as I was tangled in an uncaring, impersonal, and arbitrarily subjective system that might preserve life, but, at best, tragically misses the chance to heal, and, at worst, degrades and frightens those who, at their most vulnerable, deserve better.
It was helpful to me to write this all down. I hope your awareness of what happens to sick people still in this system somehow ends up helping them.
Need help? In the U.S., call 1-800-273-8255 begin_of_the_skype_highlighting 1-800-273-8255 FREE end_of_the_skype_highlighting for the National Suicide Prevention Lifeline.

 

Friday, December 13, 2013

Our Seminar, Whispers in the Foyer, An Honest Look at the Christian and Mental Illness

















Our Seminar
Event: Whispers in the foyer... an Honest Look at the Christian and Mental Illness.
Date:  Saturday Feb. 22, 2014.
Location:
Boca Glades Baptist Church
10101 Judge Winikoff Rd.
Boca Raton, FL 33428
Time: Registration 9:30 am Seminar:10:00 am-4:00 pm
One hour lunch provided 12:00- 1:00
Cost: $60.00 per person.This includes seminar notes and one copy of Broken Minds, Hope for Healing When You Feel Like You're Losing It.
Couples Rate:  $90.00 which includes  one book and two sets of notes.
Group/Student rates are also available.

If you would like to register online, please visit http://www.heartfeltmin.org/ You will be on the home page.
Just click on the event box at the upper right of the home page. You then follow the prompts. If this does not work, please all me at 561.909.9109.


All others can pay by check or money order.
In this case please go to our contact us link 
and type in your name, address, phone number and the number of registrants.
Send a check to Heartfelt Counseling Ministries for all those you would like to register.
Heartfelt Counseling Ministries
4371 Northlake Blvd. Suite 256
Palm Beach Gardens, FL 33410.
To contact us by phone, please call 561.909.9109.
We hope to see you soon
If you would like to listen to an interview that the Bloem's did on Blog Talk Radio Show, please click:  http://www.blogtalkradio.com/messiahcommunity/2013/11/29/messiah-community-live-radio-talk-show

 

 


Alireza Seyyed

From Voice of Martyrs prisoner alert
 
 
Arrested March 2012 in Iran (Islamic Republic of)

Alireza Seyyedian is a 37-year-old former Muslim who has been a Christian since 2006. Last year, security forces confiscated his computer during a raid on his apartment. Authorities then discovered video of Alireza’s baptism in Turkey on the computer. In December 2011 he was sentenced to six years in prison, for crimes against national security and propaganda against the regime.

The judge stated that since Alireza was baptized in Turkey, he was trying to express the lack of freedom in Iran and was therefore was propagating against the regime. He was also accused of holding regular meetings with former Muslims and distributing Bibles among youth. They also said he had communication with Zionist satellite TV channels such as Mohabat TV and Radio Mojde and shared worship hymns he had written with them. The verdict also falsely accused him of being a member of the Jesus Only cult.

On March 14, 2012, Alireza was caught seeking to flee Iran for Turkey. He was arrested and transported back to Tehran where he was imprisoned in Evin prison. He was put in Section 350 of the prison, which is where political prisoners are held. That part of the prison is run by VEVAK, the intelligence service that reports to Ayatollah Khameini and is beyond the control of Iran’s prison authorities. According to one report, the conditions of this section of the prison are unsanitary, and each cell is overcrowded with around 30 political prisoners.

Alireza has never been married
 

Monday, December 9, 2013

Living with Schizophrenia


I had the privilege of meeting and ministering to those who have schizophrenia.  Schizophrenia has nothing to do with "a spilt personality."  My meeting this population took place in the Christian realm and the secular realm.  Of all the different types of mental illness it is those with schizophrenia who are homeless (editor's opinion.)

You also can get a biblical, technical and personal account of mental illness in our book, Broken Minds, Hope for Healing When You Feel Like You're Losing It. You can see reviews by going to http://www.amazon.com/Broken-Minds-Healing-Youre-Losing/dp/0825421187 .





For the estimated 2.4 million adults living with schizophrenia in the U.S., and the people who love and care for them, it takes courage, compassion, and a commitment to stand and face this serious condition together — always looking ahead with hope.


Most people out there don't understand what schizophrenia is. But the reality is, schizophrenia is a lifelong medical condition that affects 1 out of 100 adults in the U.S.
Because each person is unique, the symptoms of schizophrenia can be very different from one person to the next. And because schizophrenia is a lifelong condition, symptoms can also change, or come and go in phases.

Schizophrenia is nobody's fault.
Schizophrenia affects the brain. This can change how people think, feel, act, and live. It's important to remember that no one chooses to have schizophrenia or its symptoms.

Some commonly reported symptoms include:
  • Hallucinations: sensing things that others don't, like hearing or seeing things
  • Delusions: strongly believing something is true even when there's no evidence of it
  • Altered emotions: having feelings that don't seem to fit what's going on, or having no feelings at all
  • Withdrawal: no drive or desire to do the things you used to enjoy
  • Lack of motivation: difficulty staying focused and doing tasks
  • Disorganization: having disorganized thinking, speaking, or behavior
  • Cognitive: such as attention and memory problems
         The following  is from the editor,
  •  Magical Thinking,
  • Delusions of reference such as believing that cues in the environment are a signal to do something.
  • Extreme paranoia.
  • Believing the television is speaking directly to you.
  • Having psychosis which means losing touch with reality.
End of Symptoms
A common symptom of schizophrenia is not realizing there's anything wrong.

Schizophrenia treatment:understanding your options
Psychosocial treatments, including one-on-one therapy, family therapy, cognitive behavior therapy, and others, may help manage the symptoms of schizophrenia. Antipsychotic medication is also an important part of a treatment plan to help improve and maintain control of symptoms. Antipsychotic medicines include what are called "typicals" and "atypicals." Pills and liquid are taken daily, while some injections are given twice a month and others given once monthly.*

The Maintenance Phase is following a treatment plan including taking your medication to help control symptoms and try to prevent acute episodes from coming back quickly. With appropriate medication and support, many people with schizophrenia can aim to lead productive lives. But even in a Maintenance Phase, there is a risk that acute episodes may come back. So, it's especially important to remember to stay on treatment—even when symptoms improve.

An Acute Phase of schizophrenia is when symptoms are typically severe and may lead to hospitalization. Acute episodes can keep happening, and for some may get worse over time.
  • Psychiatrists: The psychiatrist is a medical doctor who specializes in mental health, and prescribes and manages medication.
  • Psychologists, psychiatric social workers, or counselors: These are the professionals who help patients with what's called psychosocial treatments, such as cognitive behavior therapy (CBT) or family therapy.
  • Nurse practitioners and physician assistants: Many psychiatrists will rely on these health care professionals to help manage day-to-day treatment.
  • Nurses: Are in regular contact with patients, and often work closely with caregivers, case workers, and social workers to discuss a patient's treatment and needs.
  • Social workers: Many are trained as therapists and offer counseling and social skills training. Others can help arrange for various social services.
  • Case Managers: Can help find services and programs that help patients with daily living. They can also help apply for benefits and arrange for training.
  • Occupational therapists or employment counselors: Once a patient is sticking to treatment and in a Maintenance Phase, these professionals can help .

  • Tuesday, December 3, 2013

    The problem with "Let go and Let God." and important Seminar information.




     D Martyn Lloyd Jones in his book, The Christian Soldier says, in chapter 3, Who does the fighting?    People are constantly being told; “Hand it over the Lord. It is not your battle, it is His; hand it over to Him.” Another saying is: “Let Him do it  for you; that is what He is offering to do.”   They say that there is no need for a struggle; that our mistake is that we have gone on struggling; that our mistake is that we have gone on struggling and striving; but that is quite unnecessary. There is no need to struggle there is no need to feel any difficulty.”
    “There are many Christians who are trying to surrender, trying to be willing to surrender, trying to willing to be made willing, as the phrase goes…. There are certain considerations, I suggest, which show this teaching is contrary to the plain teaching of Scripture itself, and that is the first test we must apply. I mean, for instance, that if this teaching is correct, then the second thing the Apostle tells the Christians to do here is unnecessary, namely, “Put on the armor of God.” “He repeats the exhortation in Ephesians 6:13: “Wherefore take unto you the whole armor of God, and he then proceeds to take these pieces and portions of armor, one by one in order that we may now how to use them. My argument is that if the Lord does it all for us and we have nothing to do but abide in Him, then it is needless to tell me to put on the armor.
    











    









    Our Seminar
     Whispers in the foyer an Honest look at the Christian and Mental illness.
    Saturday, Feb. 22, 2014
    Boca Glades Baptist Church
    10101 Judge Winkoff Rd.
    Boca Raton, Florida
    Registration: 9:30 a.m. to 10:00 a.m is registration. 10:00 am.-4:00 p..m. is the seminar proper.
    Lunch is one hour. This lunch  is at no cost to you.
     
    Cost --$60.00 per person.This includes a free copy of Broken Minds Hope for Healing When You Feel Like You're Losing It.  It sells retail for $15.00
    Couples- $90.00. with one book and two sets of notes. -
    -Group rates are available.
    -To register on line, please visit  Go to http://www.heartfeltmin.org/#!donations/c1mb0

    You click on the above link and fill out all the information and put the dollar number in the donation box, the number of. For example to register one person would be $60.00 and to register a husband and a wife would be $90.00
     All others can pay by check or money order.
    In this case please go to our contact us link and type in your name, address, phone number and the amount of people you would like to register. You then can pay by sending a check for all those you would like to register.  The address is 4371 Northlake Blvd. Suite 256, Palm Beach Gardens, FL
    33410.  If you would like to contact us by phone, please call (cell) 561-909.9109.
    We hope to see you soon.
      Checks should be made out to Steve Bloem.
     

    Monday, December 2, 2013

    The Bloem's radio show

    Robyn and I did a forty minute radio show on our book Broken Minds Hope for Healing When You Feel Like You're Losing It.
    Please click on the link below.





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