Mental anguish, worry, shame, Why me God, mental depression, depressed
By Frank Henrich December 2, 2014
There are times when the future
Is an ugly blur before my
And I desire to find a secret cave
To step out of its unwantedcaresses.
mind wonders backward
To events of stress and suffering
And I wonder was life worth living?
I feel what Job must have felt.
Then my mate touches my hand
And I am filled with her love,
And slowly life returns to joy
And I remember God loves me.
I can do no foolish unintended act
That over-shadows His and her
And I am slowly learning to become
Less fearful of what lies ahead.
My problem is I want to do right always,
But try as I might I can’t
do it, for come
Those well-intended but foolish acts,
And I am thrust back into depression.
Oh! God help me to accept life
As I have lived it and remember it,
For I cannot live a perfect life and
There is worth even in a lessor
At 83, I can
view the lives of my friends
And there are none who are perfect,
Who told me I must be perfect?
I cannot remember their names.
True, choosing Jesus to lead me
Is my greatest achievement here on Earth
But I have to learn to
The person I see in the mirror.