I have a friend, a funny dame
She used to laugh and had no shame
Her motto: Don’t Worry, Be Happy; did show
At work, at home, for anyone to know
She went on and on and on in life
Married her prince, she’s a very good wife
Later in time they added to the family
A boy, a girl and all looked quite dandy
Age took its toll she thought in time
I’ve got to get out and quit this mime
So this is mid-life growing grumpy and old
This can’t be good, the way she did scold
Pray, pray, pray some more
This must be a battle of spiritual war
She’s bitter, she’s angry, she trusts no one you see
Her husband walking around on thin ice with each plea
A series of events led to this circumstance
A ministry and a mentor God delivered not by chance
Share your life, talk it out with one and with all
He got the ball rolling with one simple call
This will do it, this is what works
An outlet for God’s love and a place for her quirks
She read lots of books, she was having a ball
But at home it was not well, not well at all
She had not noticed the slow change in her life
She was too busy and tired to see the strife
Meals were seldom for her or the family
Cereal seemed fine and was always quite handy
Sleeping was tough but that’s expected to happen
When you’re the mother of a boy who’s just past seven
Thoughts of death, well that’s common for all
Women have said so she claimed to recall
Intimacy with hubby was not lack of desire
She just couldn’t muster the energy to aspire
She tried counselors and doctors, both were quite sure
Her life was typical, she needed no cure
Time will pass have no despair
Time will take care of all needed repair
Time did pass and things got much worse
Now not just family but church folks were cursed
God in his sovereignty had already planned
For the mentor to speak without taking a stand
Let’s look at your anger and see what it shows
Is it other people that are causing your woes?
That brought to light the attitudes bestowed
Deep down inside was a much heavier load
Obsessed with ideas is not at all becoming
To one who is typically calm and enjoys humming
One more thought the mentor shared
A woman your age may be hormone impaired
Find a good doctor, one who will listen
Take care of yourself if you want your life to glisten
God guided the search and delivered the number
It took just a few calls before she did slumber
The office convenient, roomy and warm
The staff asked the questions as was the norm
The nurse took notes to hand to the doc
When she came in, they had a very good talk
It’s most likely not hormones but there is something there
Let’s try something simple to ease your despair
Zoloft was given to help anxiety heal
We’ll give it five weeks and see how you feel
I’m not depressed or anxious she thought
I minister to women, I’m not the one distraught
But she gave it a try, she was willing to see
If it could possibly make a change in her history
Within one week life seemed brighter
She played with her kids, she cuddled with daughter
Her husband’s response was one of relief
No more thin ice beneath his feet, no more grief
The kids noticed too how now they could shout
Mom was laughing and dancing and playing about
Holding mom’s hand and noticing a smile
The daughter proclaimed she hadn’t smiled in a while
Love, joy, peace they were back in her life
Patience, kindness, goodness were cutting through the strife
With even greater appearance were the last three you know
Faithfulness, gentleness and self-control
God is omnipotent and he designed us you know
For prayer, other people and the plants that we sow
Medicine is not the fruit of the Spirit that’s true
But as one song writer said, it may give just the view
It may clear the obstruction and give energy as needed
To reach up to God’s hand when life’s felt unweeded
Now watch out for that log as you look at this speck
There’s no need to name “my friend” you detect
One in four women will suffer severely
An episode of depression much more than just teary
Thank God if you’re one of three that’s lived freely
For He might just use you to help the one see clearly
1 comment:
I am thankful that you sought help. It will impact your children's lives more than you know. My mother was chronically depressed beginning with postpartum at 21. Because she didn't get the help she needed she attempted suicide twice in her life, resented the six kids she brought into life and spent most of her life angry. After almost two years in psychiatric counseling they medicated her and found beyond that they could do no more. But because she still needed more help, they recommened a deliverance pastor.
It was a dramatic transformation, but coping patterns were difficult for her to overcome. She still struggles, and the six kids are living out some pretty difficult lives as a result of her emotional unavailability. God bless you. More Christian need to understand this challenge. May the Lord continue to bless you.
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