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Welcome to Clergy Reflections on Mental Health! We are glad you're here. 

Join us monthly for a blog that will offer wisdom, encouragement, and motivation for faith communities. Follow along as faith leaders share their connection to mental health through their stories, ministry, and context. This platform will offer many perspectives on how a faith community can eliminate stigma around mental health and offer hope to all. This blog will provide ideas on how our different faith communities are ministering to those with mental health challenges and navigating difficult but crucial topics, thus, helping us as faith leaders feel less alone in our efforts. We look forward to learning together! 

Comments and/ or questions can be sent to: ClergyMHBlog@gmail.com

Our committee includes:

Cynthia Bucy, M.Div., M.Ed., BSN, RN-BC
Faith Connections on Mental Illness Board Member

The Rev. Dr. Garry J. Crites
Executive Director
NAMI (National Alliance on Mental Illness) North Carolina

The Rev. Dr. Marcus W. McFaul
Senior Minister
Binkley Baptist Church

The Rev. Jessica Stokes
Associate Director of Partners in Health and Wholeness, Mental Health Advocacy
NC Council of Churches

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