Brain Fog

What is Fibro Fog? Why are you Crashing?

There’s is nothing more frustrating to me than fibro fog. My mind just won’t think straight and it seems to just come on for no reason at all. I start switching up my homonyms and forgetting the most common words. My friend, Nan Jones wrote a letter about this for me to share with you today.

I met Nan when I was doing a series for those in the ministry. Nan offered to write a guest post about discovering the Presence of God in their darkest hour at that time, but in getting to know here I found we had more in common than ministry. She also suffers from fibromyalgia and other chronic issues. Nan’s words are always so beautiful and I really love it when she writes a prayer. She wrote a wonderful book, The Perils of a Pastor’s Wife. And boy, has she had them. If you have ever been hurt by the church, get your hands on this book.

Presently, on her blog, she is featuring women who have been through the fire and survived. Some very inspiring stories. She even interviewed me! Today, on my blog, she writes about the challenges of brain fog, fatigue, and The Crash. Continue reading and learn more.

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Dear family and friends,

You know how we’ll be talking and out of the blue I say, “I’m starting to crash” and my speech begins to slow, becoming less fluid, creative, and sometimes even less cohesive? I literally can’t think straight. It’s a time when fatigue overwhelms me and my brain physically feels like mush as fibro fog takes over. 

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Fibro Fog and The Crash

I detest those times.  I feel totally helpless to the onslaught of fibro fatigue and its selfish tentacles that disable me and the work of my hands and heart. I’m embarrassed by the lack of mental clarity. And I feel frustrated that I must stop what I’m doing and sleep—sometimes for fifteen or sixteen hours.

During these times I need for you to love me and remind me that it will pass and I will be able to return to normal activities. I need to be reminded that I am not defined by this disability and that by God’s grace and in His strength, I can do all things He asks of me.

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Thank You for loving me.

Thank you for believing in me when I can’t believe in myself. This disease heightens my insecurities, especially as a speaker. It causes me to question if I should continue or not. But then God intervenes and affirms me and reminds me when I am weak, He is strong. For that I am grateful.

I am grateful for you too.

Thank you for being my cheerleaders, my prayer warriors, and my reminders of all things good.

Sweet blessings to you,


Thanks, Nan!

The incoherence and crash scare me the most about beginning my own speaking career. You are an encouragement to us just seeing you continue on the journey!

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Don’t miss any of the “letters” we are writing. Check out previous letters and subscribe to this series on the main “Letters to Friends” page.  If you know someone with fibromyalgia (and you probably do), join my Facebook page Fibromyalgia, Is it For Real?

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You may visit Nan on her website: or her facebook ministry page, Seeing Beyond The Veil. For personal communication, you may email Nan at

The Perils of a Pastor’s Wife is available on Amazon, Barnes, and Noble, and LPC Bookstore  {Affiliate links will support Nan Jones’ ministry}

When Your Dreams Are Thrown into the Pits

We all have dreams.

And we all have had our dreams dashed, usually by those closest to us.

Joseph had BIG dreams.

And his family didn’t like his dreams. They thought they were ridiculous and that Joseph was trying to lord it over them. So they threw him and his dreams into a pit.

I wonder how long Joseph lay in that pit before his brothers drew him out and sold him.

Long enough to realize that he had been bruised physically and emotionally, for sure. Here he was …. deep down in a well. It was cold and dark. He was sore, maybe a broken bone. Certainly, his heart was broken. His own flesh and blood had literally thrown him away. I imagine that he figured this was the end of his dreams AND of him.

Have you ever found yourself thrown into the pits of life with seemingly no hope for rescue?

I have.

I have been thrown into the dark, wondering “what went wrong?”

“What did I do that caused this terrible turn of events?”

“And, what should I do now?”, as I lick my wounds.

“How would I get out of this dark place?”

For Joseph, if we jump to the end of the story, we find a happy ending …. reconciliation. Tears of Joy.

18 His brothers then came and threw themselves down before him. “We are your slaves,” they said.

19 But Joseph said to them, “Don’t be afraid. Am I in the place of God?20 You intended to harm me, but God intended it for good to accomplish what is now being done, the saving of many lives. 21 So then, don’t be afraid. I will provide for you and your children.” And he reassured them and spoke kindly to them.  Genesis 50

How did Joseph manage to remain kind and forgiving after such treatment?

David once wrote,

12 It is not an enemy who taunts me—

    I could bear that.

It is not my foes who so arrogantly insult me—

    I could have hidden from them.

13 Instead, it is you—my equal,

    my companion and close friend.

14 What good fellowship we once enjoyed

    as we walked together to the house of God.

Psalm 55:12-14

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He had his moment of despair, but then he turned to God before hate and vengeance could take control.

It had to be the same for Joseph. God had an amazing plan to work out for Joseph.

You see, Joseph was not ready, at seventeen, to become second in command in Egypt. There was training to be done. God needed to stretch and shape Joseph’s character. He did this through those trials. … being thrown into a pit, being sold as a slave, given leadership roles in a household, then thrown into prison and given leadership roles there. This was all training for the “BIG” job.

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James told us this in his epistle,

Consider it pure joy, my brothers and sisters, whenever you face trials of many kinds, because you know that the testing of your faith produces perseverance. Let perseverance finish its work so that you may be mature and complete, not lacking anything. If any of you lacks wisdom, you should ask God, who gives generously to all without finding fault, and it will be given to you.

 Joseph allowed God to mold and shape him THROUGH the trials and in the end, he was ready to take leadership being 2nd in command in all of Egypt. As a result, he was able to save his family AND all of Egypt.

Joseph let go of the pain and took hold of God.

We must let go of one thing to grab hold of the other. We can’t have both.

As with clay, if it is hard and dry, it cannot be shaped. It must be pliable to allow the master to shape and mold. Sometimes even, a beautiful pot is taking shape, but The Master sees a flaw and he crushes the clay back down and starts again.

Can you see it?

Back in that cold, dark pit, Joseph did not know how God was going to turn things around. He only knew that it hurt. But God already had a plan for dealing with the hurt and turning things around.  Joseph’s part in all of this was to keep trusting God.



Help me, like Joseph, to remain pliable in Your hands that you may mold me and make me after Your will.


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Have you been hurt by the church? Have you felt abandoned by God in the lonely fires of ministry? The Perils of A Pastor’s Wife will speak to your deepest wounds and help you find God’s Presence through it all. Sweet Sister—somewhere, somehow, somebody knows. You are not alone. A Facebook group has been created for support in these days. Come join us.

This Group is expressly for men and women trying to find Joy in the Wilderness after losing their pastorate. Please share this with others you know who are struggling with the transition.

This is a place for support and encouragement. No judgment, just a friend to lean on. Someone who has been there, done that.


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Holding on to Hope!

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