Councils Before Crisis
The stressor that stamped the ABC-X model on my heart arrived one ordinary Wednesday when I was fourteen: the phone rang, Dad’s voice cracked, and the words “Mom has a blood clot in her brain” sucked the oxygen from our kitchen. Under Hill’s theory, that diagnosis was an uncontrollable, terrifying A-event. My initial reaction was pure panic; every resource (B) I usually leaned on, Mom’s hugs, her knack for turning bad days into jokes, vanished with a single MRI report. Even the meaning (C) I’d assigned to our family (“We’re unbreakable”) felt fragile against neurosurgical jargon. Crisis (X) loomed, but what kept it from swallowing us were the very tools we studied this week: deliberate family councils, the Five Secrets of Effective Communication, and a shared faith expressed through prayer. An hour after the hospital call, Dad gathered my older sister and me around the table. He opened with a shaky but steady prayer, asking God to guide the doctors and calm our fears. That prayer did ...