Tuesday, February 13, 2024

Extreme Counselling

The counselling I have done -- particularly in city ministry -- is some of it extreme. And yet I have felt that God, in every case, has given "ignition" to the counselling. Take some examples, here caricatured, but true:

"A gang burnt down my house. If I report it, they'll kill me. What do you say, Reverend?"
"I started treatment for diabetes. I became impotent. My wife has gone crazy. Reverend?"
"I laughed when they slaughtered the chicken. Thus I invoked a curse. Reverend?"
"I've decided to hire a hit man. This is the last time you see me. Your last word?"
"The psychiatrist locked me in a cell. I can't go back there. But I need my medication?"
"They took out all my woman parts. Reverend, it's true. Here, let me show you."

OBSERVATION: This is not to minimise any of these (all real) situations. A problem is as big as it is to the person who experiences it. But it shows, I think, that one needs "wisdom from on high".

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