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I feel so sad. Many people I know feel desperate, confused, angry, depressed, and messed up.  I hurt for them and want to help—don’t you? As Christian counselors, we are invited into someone’s broken heart and messed up life. They want hope that we have something unique to offer that will help them figure out what’s wrong so that they will feel better. But that’s the million dollar question isn’t it?  What’s wrong? I’m afraid sometimes in my eagerness to be biblical, I’ve offered my counselee a biblical solution rather than God himself.  I see this person before me as rebellious or undisciplined or indifferent to God’s Word and now the consequences of those lifestyle choices and/or emotional and thinking habits are bearing down on him or her in painful ways.

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My husband and I were flying to Florida for a needed vacation. After we dragged ourselves through security we sat down to reassemble ourselves.  Glancing up we observed an odd and troubling scene behind the airport information desk. “Inappropriate!” I said.  “Weird” was the word my husband

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Hope deferred makes the heart sick. (Proverbs 13:12) Depression, despair, feelings of disquiet and emptiness are common complaints we hear in the counseling office. Standard treatments of care for depressed persons notwithstanding, in this post I’d like to single out one specific aspect of the diagnostic picture as well as treatment plan that Christian counselors often fail to see but are uniquely equipped to address.

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John and Carol were in counseling for over year.  Their presenting problem was identified as communication issues and difficulties agreeing on how to discipline their teenage son.  John was a deacon in their church and managed security for a large corporation.  Carol was a homemaker. They were married seventeen years, their son just turned fifteen and they had two younger daughters. During their bi monthly counseling sessions Carol would often defer to John for the answer to the counselor’s questions.  She seemed very anxious to get help as they were concerned that their teenage son was

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Isaiah 63:5 I was amazed to see that no one intervened to help the oppressed. So I myself stepped in to save them with my strong arm. Don lumbered into my office, shoulders stooped.  He was the pastor of a mid-sized congregation in my area.  He referred clients to me in the past. He stopped by to talk over whether or not he should resign as pastor from his church.  “Last Sunday was a horrible day. I don’t know how much more of this I can take,” he said. “After church I went home and spent the rest of the day in bed. My wife is really worried about me.”

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