I have kidded for decades about the fact that in my ministerial  years I have met at least 23 of the Two Witnesses. One felt he was both  of them, thus the odd number.
I remember going with a minister to a  home in Idaho once where the woman heard the voice of God often in her  head. She had a young baby so the minister asked me to tend to the baby  while he talked to her about her visions and voices. The baby had not  had a diaper change in a pretty long time, so I took care of that in the  kitchen while the minister tried to help her. Seems she was killing  chickens on the farm and trying to resurrect them...without much luck.  We never made any connection to the danger and I doubt either of us  understood the symptoms of schizophrenia, but I do now. After that, I  returned to Ambassador for my last year and was reading the LA Times in  the lounge before breakfast. My eye fell on a small article about a  woman in a small town in Idaho who was found sitting in her car on a  Mountain top waiting for Jesus to return. I knew the name. They found  the baby dead on the farm. Or should I say, still dead.
From the  Bible we find a man once laid on his right side for 390 straight days  and then flipped over for another 40 because the voice in his head told  him to. He built little models of Jerusalem in the sand and laid siege  to a stone with a pot (Ez. 4). He even cooked his food with human waste  (Ez. 4:9) and dug a hole in his own home and squeezed himself through it  with his possessions on his back (Ez. 12). His name was Ezekiel. Maybe  he was traumatized by the captivity or the destruction of the symbol of  all that was holy and stable to him, the temple. He died forever ago and  lots of the stuff he said was going to happen never really did far as  we can tell. I hear a lot of minister types quoting him 2500 years later  as if you can read the newspaper and immediately see what Ezekiel was  talking about. I guess if they lay siege to a rock, lay on their sides  for a year or more and give up charcoal for human waste at cookouts,  ...well...ewwww. Time to find another church. I know most will say that  God told him to do these things....but think about what you are saying.  Would you say that about Andrea Yates who God told to drown her kids or  Mijailo Mijailovic who killed the Swedish Foreign Minister, Anna Lindh,  saying when asked who told him to do it, "I think it was Jesus. That he  has chosen me"?
An Old Testament character, Moses, went up into  the mountains a few times because the voice in his head that no one else  could hear, called him up for a meeting. He said it was God, but when  he came back down the mountain carrying , what he said were the rules  from the voice in his head, he ordered the murder of 3000 more pretty  nice people, men women and children for not patiently waiting for him.  And these people had already had a pretty tough time getting out of  Egypt doing what the voice in this guys head told him to do. He had  friends killing friends and families. Bummer... that was a heck of a lot  of drama and walking for nothing. From what I understand, hardly anyone  who fled Dodge City, Egypt believing the voices in this man's head ever  made it to the Promise Land. I'm not sure the story really happened,  which would be a relief. I just can't imagine this as a good way to  begin their understanding of "Thou Shalt Not Kill." This same fellow,  was pretty sure that the voice spoke to him from bushes in the desert  too. Not a good sign in the world of mental health types .
Yet  again, an Old Testament figure called Abraham,  decides to take his only  son, up the mountain and kill him as a sacrifice. Perhaps a weird way  to say thanks for the son that he could never have before. But I'd think  that was going a bit too far. Reminds me of cutting off the nose to  spite the face. Anyway, the voice in his head said to and then decided  it was only kidding. The child, who probably refused ever again to go on  any "just a campout" with dad , was replaced by an animal conveniently  stuck in a nearby bush. What's the chance of that! I can't imagine Isaac  every quite trusted ol' dad again.
There was a guy who married a  prostitute because the voice told him to. We had to drop the standard  laws of marriage for this one, but its ok if you are doing it for God.  Man was his wife mad about that! The guy even began to think he was a  reincarnated form of the guy before him who talked to the bush. Tons of  people obeyed this guy for a time, but usually not for very long. Hosea I  think.
The more I think about it, the more I have to admit that  voices in the heads of people I never met, and no one at that time could  hear themselves, have played a really big role in who gets the final  say in religion. What if...Nah.
Paul in the New Testament fell off  a donkey when he heard a voice in his head about giving Jesus a hard  time in his old job. He even saw a flash of light in his head, brighter  than the sun and it was already noon when this happened! That's pretty  darn bright! When people in the Bible light up, it's ALWAYS brighter  than the sun. You'd think more people would notice. The others either  heard the voice but did not see the light, or saw the light but not the  voice, stood up, or all fell down depending on the story your read in  the Bible. The voice in Paul's head told him it was time to change jobs  and he'd get his vision back from a guy in town if he did what he was  told. Today we might say he had all the symptoms of a sunstroke or maybe  even temporal lobe epilepsy where voices and flashes are pretty darn  common along with an intense sense of morality that others must get in  tune with.
Paul went on to write most of the New Testament and  continue to tell people nothing about any real Jesus he had ever met. No  stories, no miracles, no teachings, nothing about the 12 guys Jesus had  to follow him, and I would expect to have passed the teachings on to  others. Maybe even write something about Jesus, after all there were 12  of them! But alas, they didn't much and we have no clue what happened to  that bunch. It's all hearsay. Some say that they were merely a symbol  of the twelve signs of the zodiac surrounding the central sun/son, and  not real people, but let's not go there.
Paul spoke volumes about  the one who spoke to him in his head and he saw often in visions. When  he gave the instructions for eating the body and blood of Jesus, he said  very plainly Jesus himself told him about the details of that. Paul  never met the real Jesus so I'm pretty sure he meant in vision. When he  said, "have I not seen the Lord?" he didn't mean in person. He meant in  his visions. He even took a trip to the third heaven, but said the stuff  he saw was too much to share at this time...Hey!
At any rate,  Paul ends up in Rome for some unnamed offense and disappears. Sometimes I  think his death or execution must have been an embarrassment to the  church as the last we hear of him, he is under house arrest having a  pretty good time. I'm sure they knew how it ended for the guy and why,  but it might have annoyed the early Christians to know the truth of it  all, so they left it out.
I even heard or read in the book of Mark  that Jesus mom and brothers came down to Jerusalem to get him because  THEY thought he was "mad." I don't think they thought he was angry, but  rather a bit daft. Jesus kind of blew them off in a way that would have  got me slapped by my dad for being so rude to mom. It was like he didn't  know them. Mary had evidently completely forgotten about his wonderful  birth story and all those great things she kept and pondered in her  heart. Besides he had to do what the voice in his head said. Later,  other guys who wrote about Jesus dropped this hot little tale and told a  really cute story about how Jesus came to be. God himself had visited  her, well no, I guess the Holy Spirit did. You know the third thing in  the Trinity and she was pregnant by no less than the Deity. She burst  into song about this in Luke and seemed to know that Jesus was literally  "fully God and fully man", whatever that means. I can understand one  thing being fully something, but not two things being fully the same  thing but different and coequal but not. Oh never mind. Church talk. I  guess it's one of those mysteries we hear about when one story leads to  the next and we tie ourselves in a knot, wrapped in a enigma, coated  with cheese.
Matthew tells a great story of Jesus birth, different  from Luke's, but at least they cleaned up that embarrassing tale about  Jesus being hauled away by his family for being nuts. Mark must have  been mistaken according to Matthew and Luke, but Mark was the  embarrassing story and came before the cute story, I suspect it had a  ring of truth to it, at least as Mary saw it.
Sometimes I wonder  if Jesus was so anxiety ridden not to know who his real father was that  he took mom literal when she got tired of him asking and said "God is  your father." Who knows?
I always found it interesting that the  poor kid in the New Testament who threw himself in both the fire and  water often, or maybe just fell in them when this hit him, cried out,  foamed at the mouth and then recovered pretty quickly when the demon was  put out, had all the symptoms of infantile epilepsy. Every one!
Some  say his cursing trees for having no fruit at a time of year when there  is not supposed to be fruit, or attacking the legitimate money changers  in the temple who really were simply changing pagan money into temple  scrip for the purchase of sacrifices, were not good signs of quality  mental health. That last act probably got him killed by the Romans,  though somehow it ended up being the Jews fault. I guess it was easier  and a bit wiser to blame the Jews who could not hurt you, rather than  the Romans who could kill you. At any rate, this temper thing is not a  good sign of good mental health.
As long as we are on the topic...  I always found it interesting that the poor kid in the New Testament  who threw himself in both the fire and water often, or maybe just fell  in them when this hit him, cried out, foamed at the mouth and then  recovered pretty quickly when the demon was put out, had all the  symptoms of infantile epilepsy. Every one! I wonder how people back then  would treat a kid with epilepsy! It runs its course in about 30 minutes  so it would sure appear that the old demon was banished. I also  wondered as a kid, what a kid would have to do to get a real demon  lurking in his body. Must have been some weak minded kid to let that  happen. I remember as a kid hoping no demon would jump on me. I'd vote  infantile epilepsy and not blame the folks of 2000 years ago for not  knowing the symptoms or how it manifested. Anyway, the demon was put  out, but we don't know if it ever came back.
Jesus had a hard time  doing this stuff in his hometown because a prophet has no honor in his  own town or with his own family. Well duh! They know you pretty darn  well and got so concerned they came down to retrieve you for your own  good, if you believe Mark. Of course he blamed the weak faith of the  group, but maybe that's because they all know you so well and aren't  easily convinced. I mean, if Jesus was God, really, really, really GOD,  would the force be thwarted just because the neighbors who knew you as a  kid had a hard time accepting that? I think not! Since when does being  God in the flesh depend on the acceptance of the people who know you  best?
I once read a story about Jesus where, as a child he kills  another playmate for some offense towards him. Gosh, I hope that didn't  really happen but I can see why it never made the cut. I guess Jesus  could have heard about Moses knocking off the Egyptian for picking on a  buddy and God said it was ok to express your anger that way if you need  to.
Jesus also got rid of a whole legion of demons in a man that  lived in a cemetery, naked and was really an angry guy that was so  strong he broke the chains they tried to bind him in. I guess that was  sorta the lithium of the times...chains. Anyway, aside from this man  having every symptom of schizophrenia, all the demons got thrown into a  herd of pigs and they ran down into the sea from a town no where near  the sea and drown. Kind of a marathon run and by the time they got  there, they'd be skinny and pooped out pigs. But this is another story.  Boy, I bet that made the farmer mad at Jesus! Of course, this would not  be a Jewish farmer so it's ok. In the OT, if you found some animal that  was defective, you couldn't eat it yourself, but you could sell it to  the pagans, so hey, not your problemo.
Anyway....I guess we could  really wonder about the book of Revelation... Whoa...that is some good  drugs! Whoever wrote that was one angry human being... Death,  destruction, fire, plagues, trombones, vials and all sorts of stuff pour  out on everyone! This Jesus is not such a nice guy. Sometimes I get to  thinking the one in the Gospels can't possibly be the same one as the  guy in Revelation, but that's what they say. The one in Revelation seems  like an end stage schizophrenic gone amuck. I'm not sure I could be  comfy in heaven or the kingdom with one who could be so freaking mean to  everyone except those special ones. I always felt a few seminars or  maybe a refresher type program would send a kinder gentler message,  instead of all the butt kicking, death and destruction. Maybe a nice  lunch between encouraging sessions and a Luau in the evening where we  could all marvel at actually meeting the real God and Jesus. And  hey...if the presenter is really God or Jesus come down...I mean really  really...I'd listen and be good. But alas, this Jesus in Revelation is a  case...maybe literally. It's just one big vision in someone's head  hearing voices again that others can't hear and seeing things others  don't see. Makes me nervous. And people today base their entire life  perspective on a vindictive vision expressed almost as a "oh yeah, well  this is what you get for not believing me." Nuther symptom. Vengeance.
Someone  once asked what's the difference between a Bible Prophet or Christian  fundamentalist and a paranoid schizophrenic? Well, one hears voices in  their head, has a heightened moral code, is judgmental yet can be very  deceptive and manipulative, has delusions of being on a mission from  God, sees things that no one else present sees, hears things that one  else hears, sees lights in his head, is the center of the universe and  has special knowledge that must be kept secret until the right time an  then can only be understood as explained by the one. The other, of  course, is a paranoid schizophrenic.
I had a close friend in high  school who in college came down with the classic symptoms of  schizophrenia. Very intelligent but all of a sudden was overcome with  the chemistry of schizophrenia that comes mostly between 18 and 35. He  simply could not function in this world. His perceptions and his reality  were far different than even he could understand. He died in his chair,  alone in a dingy apartment last year. I wish I had gone to see him.  Nice kid.
What if most, some or even ONE of the characters of  religion, are humans who suffered from certifiable mental illnesses?  What if some get followings because they are so darn fascinating and in  combo with reading the Bible can seem so right? Perhaps we are dealing  with traumatized human beings and their coping mechanisms. Schizophrenic  and paraphrenic personalities can be brilliant yet fragile. A  narcissist can rise to amazing heights of success and productivity. They  can have "beautiful minds" and be very very ill. They make great  dictators and Televangelists.
We know more now than we did 3000  years ago. And yet when it comes to the Bible and those who declare  themselves the special men of God, we go as blind as Paul claimed to go  on the road to Damascus. (Even though Paul himself never says this was  the mechanism of his conversion. Perhaps even worse, like Jeremiah and  Jesus, he was called before birth in the womb as he notes in Galatians.)  Pretty darn special! And yet we can allow that kind of perspective to  be religious when today, we would get very uncomfortable with a real  person saying that about themselves. What seems ok as long as it is in  the distant past becomes freaky if in the present. Many who turned away  from Paul or an Ezekiel may have had that gut level discomfort. I doubt  anyone today would feel a religious zealot who cooked dinner with his  own dung would be anything but twelve short of a dozen.
Why is  this an issue? Because a minister, maybe sincere, and maybe simply  mentally unstable or delusional can hide in the ministry much better  than he can hide at IBM. A minister that is prolific, charismatic while  also dictatorial and delusional looks spiritual and obedient. The  quirkiness is mistaken for spirituality and obedience to God. They have  the ability to be deceivingly compassionate one minute and intensely  angry at anything and everyone the next. They don't like to be  contradicted, corrected nor have their mental processes questioned. They  NEVER take personality tests! How is it that normal human beings, who  have accurate perceptions about the mental instability of some at work,  then lose that instinct at church? The quirkiness at work becomes the  spiritually desirable trait in church! Go figure!
When Alexander  Haig declared himself in charge of the government after the Reagan  shooting, he was torn to shreds for his misstep and is still trying to  explain it. But when a pastor type declares himself a "Watcher" or an  "Apostle" or a Prophet or incredibly more special than the average  human, it gets swallowed hook, line and sinker?
What if the  behaviors recorded thousands of years ago that has been the basis for so  much religious zealotry is simply better understood in the context of  mental illness? We always say if it walks like a duck, looks like a duck  and swims like a duck, there is a good chance we may be dealing with a  duck. When it comes to religion however we change our perceptions. If it  walks like a narcissist, if it talks like a Para or schizophrenic and  if it has all the symptoms of temporal lobe epilepsy, it must be a man  of God!
What if some of the many heroes of faith, even some of the  biggies, were simply mentally ill as we understand it today? Wow...what  a thought! Makes you think doesn't it?