Hello! I’m Melinda.
Welcome to Fruit of Brokenness.
I’m so glad you found your way here.
Fruit of Brokenness is a place for honesty about struggles with mental illness and faith. My stories aren’t always pretty, because life isn’t always pretty, but no one should leave here without seeing the hope.
Faith hasn’t cured me of depression and anxiety. Mental illness is my thorn in the flesh, as it is for many other Christians. Not all of us have found church a safe place to admit this area of brokenness and receive loving support.
If you struggle with mental illness – your own, a loved one’s, or as someone in the church who knows we need to do better – I’m here to share the good, the bad, the ugly, and the beautiful of my life to encourage you.
Because that’s the thing, I’m still here in the thick of the mess of life, but God is still God. And grace blesses in, despite, and through everything. We just need to look for the blessings, and accept them in whatever package He sends them.
Our thorns remind us that we need God. NEED God. And that, my friends, is a blessing. Can there be anything better?
Mental illness is not a sin.
Me? I’m a wife and homeschooling mom of three from rural Central New York. Yes, rural New York. More cows than cabs. We’re closer to Canada than NYC up here, and not too far from Lake Ontario, which I love. I also love words, and writing, and paper. New notebooks and smooth-writing mechanical pencils with good erasers can make me giddy. I love the heft and feel of a solid hardcover, and particularly enjoy the smoothness of a Bible page.
If you want to trust God despite not always knowing which ways is up, let’s walk together awhile.
It’s amazing what God can do with the broken pieces of our hearts, minds, and lives.
Trusting God in our brokenness produces beautiful fruit.
Fruit of Brokenness: Where mental illness and faith collide