In a fit of creative energy, I composed a book on prayer.
I was so busy with prayer that I didn’t have time to pray.
I started a book on faithful fathering and
Alice took Sarah to a friend’s for companionship.
They were gone three days.
When they returned, I fell into a deep despair.
Sleeping days, staying up all night.
A friend recommended his psychiatrist,
Who prescribed pills –
A new generation of anti-depressants.
Not your mother’s valium, I was assured.
With prayer and pills, God and therapy,
I found some relief.
Released, we conceived again –
Our graceful pilgrim –
the story begins….
the story continues…
(image “Despair” Katherine Smith from Crows ~ Ravens ~ Black Birds ~ Birds that are Black)