Powerful, beautiful and uplifting.

This is beautiful---like being in the throes of danger-perhaps even death, and then the worst passes and life floods into our shell again to create a lightness of spirit unequaled by anything else.

This continues to be the most read poem that I have posted on AD. May it continue to uplift.

A poetic characterization of being lifted from the depths of depression by faith. Karen Palumbo's review (below) is quite succinct: "Always trust in God and he will lead you into the light where your soul can be set free...." Ah, if it were only that simple for everyone, our psychiatric wards would be less populated.

A key to faith healing lies in the measure of belief of the sufferer. Oftentimes, the degree of change is directly proportionate to the faith and confidence of the sufferer, a scenario we see played out in the tents of traveling evangelists who are wont to elicit a prehealing profession with the query, "Do you believe?" Unfortunately, the crippled "believer" who walks out of the tent unaided by crutches is usually back on his crutches after returning home and left with curative faith dependent on his own volition. Still, bold and sustained faith can move mountains.

If we can't trust in God, whom can we trust? What or where is our healing relief? Faith is a place to begin and often is all one needs. The dark chaos of depression is a terrible affliction. Faith in God's word brings relief to many.

I think some readers will find "When Dark Chaos Overcomes Me" iilluminating while others will find it totally confusing. For me, it stands as unique and provocative.

Richard

Creation released abundantly,
the happiness is rushing
In bountiful streams within,
of safety and security,
the deep water’s great
and caring Friend.

Sounds like the best of therapy, Jerry. Thank you for sharing your faith. Lovea and peace,

Regis

thank you for sharing Jerry. exceptional. Liz

You invite us to delve deeply here into your and our own spirit(s). Your words reassuringly caress the mood of the reader, uplifting our gaze and strengthening our faith. Beautifully, movingly composed, Jerry.

It never ceases to amaze me how it seems that many of the psalms were written just for me... :~) To be a poet like that...WOW!

This is beautifully written and makes me feel the depths of despair and the height of joy...

The poem, on another note, made me think it must have been written by someone in the Midwest who had recently been beseiged with flooding, or the fear of flooding. :~) Hope that you missed out on all of that and that everything is fine.

Cryssa

Thank you, Jerry.

Powerful write that takes the reader into your words

It's not always as easy as this, but it has happened to me. I will read Proverbs Three when I can find my Bible. I'm an oblate at a Monastery in Idaho. We get special books for morning prayer, vespers, etc., in which the proberbs are all mixed up as to their order.

I really like "He caresses my weak soul." Imagery is good. The transition from depression to joy can be brought about by the Spririt with assistance from our own ego personality. We do have a say in it. Your word "black" stands out in contrast to "lightening."

Thank you, Jerry. This poem helps me with what I'm going through now. Peace, Kathy

Very nicely handled, Jerry! You can feel the debris and trash washing away. Great work!

Ted

Always trust in God and he will lead you into the light where your soul can be set free....

Be always safe,
Karen

Just when we are down and out something does come about to uplift us as you say. It is the ups and downs of life, that is the way it is. Really if everything always went good, what interesting life would that be. We get stronger with each downfall we experience.

You have the greatest of friends, as you should, Bless you!

Beautiful and up-lifting Jerry. Praise God!