Have you ever had a time in your life when you just hit a wall?  Or a time when you have had to move an immovable object. I am talking about that place where you just feel you can’t make it any further.  Overworked... overwhelmed, one step forward and then 10 steps back. Forty was like that for me. I had a prosperous business, was married, and had three kids (13, 5, and 3). We had our home in a fairly quiet suburb of Portland, Oregon.  My wife was seven years into her career as a nurse. On the surface, it seemed that I had it all together.  The reality is that there was a potential train wreck slowly gaining steam inside.

I was beginning to suffer from brain fog, and physical & mental exhaustion, my eyesight was starting to fail, I was angry all the time, I had dizzy spells, and fits of rage. I felt far from God…my life was spiraling down at a rapid rate. My wife and I started talking about separation.  My prayer time was, more of a complaint-fest, “I didn’t sign up for this life, God.”

Some of you may know exactly what I am talking about.  You may have been there yourself.  My wife gave me an ultimatum that I needed to:

See my primary care physician and get my blood work tested to see what the heck was going on. Go see a marriage therapist with my wife.

I needed to work on my physical health as well as my mental and spiritual health.

Some of those stories are below.