Oh, Dear God,

For no seeming, specific reason
sometimes the dark clouds of depression
descend, quiet, heavy, damp, uninvited.

Emotional emptiness..

Shapeless fear....rolling in
like a chilling fog ...

Angst... Sorrow, seemingly unrelated
to anything specific.

Bottomless pit in the stomach...

Gloom... Lassitude.
A gnawing sense of purposlessness

A lack of self-worth...

An unclear future.....

Bleak.... empty... heavy...

.....

God, God, please, please, take my hand.

Lord of Light, please roll back the dark clouds.

Sun of my heart, bring back the sun!

Restore my hope!!

Make me whole!
Make me myself once more!
Let me dance before Your tabernacle of joy!

This I pray to You,
My own Lord of Light,
My own Majestic Monarch,
My own King of Compassion,
My own Good God of Happiness.

All this I pray to You,

Amen