Like an acorn falling from an oak tree at the end of the season, Merica Saint John found her life going out of control. She didn't know what was happening when her world dropped out beneath her feet, but God still had a plan. Through dark times and homelessness, destitution and persecution, she trusted God and persevered. In God's time He revealed His plan for her to become bread for the multitudes, nourishing and comforting others in times of adversity with the comfort she has found in a faithful God.
It was a torrid West African afternoon and the ceiling fan in Pastor Love's reception room was doing nothing to move the thinck air. I sat on a low maroon velveteen sofa and waited for him to finish his conversaton with a church leader. Pastor Love and I had not officially met, although we had corresponded through e-mail and on social networking sites. Now I was back in Africa once more at his invitation, but this was new territory. I'd never been to his country before. I was looking forward to meeting his church flock and sharing in fellowship with them. My thoughts drifted back to other waiting rooms in other places far away. Three decades before, I'd waited outside a psychiatrist's office for the first time and wondered what was in store. I'd had no idea then that such viists would continue for well over thirty years, or that I'd see over fifty therapists in twenty cities on two continents. My mind took me to another waiting day, five years after that first viist to a pscyiatrist. It was the day that changed my life forever.
Merica Saint John spent thirty-five years with a disabling personality disorder, clinical depression and anxiety; as well as PTSD and a binge eating disorder. She served in the military and was a missionary in Alaska and Africa. She has known many adversities and seen God deliver her out of them all. Saint John lives in Minnesota.