A Broken & Restored Violin
The beautiful sound of the violin was hushed—broken into pieces. I smashed it on the wall of the downtown studio of my famed, descendent-of- Handel, violin teacher.
An ill-fated family history doomed me for mental illness. My psychotic breakdown occurred shortly after my graduation. I was a foreign student from China, studying in America, aspiring to become a clinical psychologist. My parents, siblings, and in-laws were with me, having come to attend the joyous occasion of my graduation. We were planning to vacation in California afterward. But it was not to be.
However, three months before my mental breakdown, something wonderful had happened to me. I experienced the saving grace of Jesus Christ. These three months were the sweetest times I had ever spent in my life. I read the Bible in its entirety, including the New Testament and the book of Psalms. The Word of God gave me a firm foundation for enduring the severe mental illness that was to haunt me for three decades.