Month: February 2017

Noah Knows Cover

So the Kindle version of Noah Knows got a shiny new facelift…

I’m pretty excited about it because I feel it captures the soul of the book a LOT better than the original did. Am working on getting the paperback cover changed as well, so stay tuned.

 

 

Lament

Where have you gone, O Lord, and why
have you enclosed yourself with sky?
My prayers go up as score on score
but heaven’s shut like iron door
and silence greets my every wail
where once was succor without fail
My tears fall down, my heart in shards,
and yet Your countenance is hard
Forget me not, nor all my deeds
I worked for You, the many seeds
I sowed in ground you gave me here
Your promises I thought were clear
and yet I have not seen them come
to pass, no not a single one,
and so I sit in ash and dust
and cling to you wherein I trust
that though the darkness is yet vast
there will be time when it has passed
then I will see your hand so clear
and know things aren’t as they appear
my soul is wrung, my strength is gone
I’m weary of the hanging on
please send me comfort, word of life,
and help me see You in the strife
I only ask for crusts of bread,
sustain me here, I’m nearly dead
from worry, disappointment too,
oh come to me, I’m begging You
give ears to hear and eyes to see
that You have not abandoned me
and I will sing your praises loud
with hands aloft and my head bowed
until you come and lift my chin
and tell me I’m Your child again.

Melancholy

What do Vincent Van Gogh, Edgar Allen Poe, Winston Churchill, Abraham Lincoln, Mozart, Michelangelo, Hans Christian Anderson, Agatha Christie, Charles Dickens, Paul Gauguin, Emily Dickinson, Leo Tolstoy and Ernest Hemingway all have in common?

These are people who literally changed the world, who blasted the status quo apart with works of art or music or writing or political acumen. Their contributions stand today as some of the most progressive, startling, and beautiful on earth, and the list above is far from complete.

But there’s something else that unites them, can you guess?

They were all severely depressed through most of their lives.

Some of the greatest artists, writers, musicians and leaders became great not in spite of but because of their ability to plumb the darkest depths of the human soul and emerge with fists full of fodder for their art.

Are you sanguine, happy-go-lucky, and generally cheerful? You may think depressed people are real bummers, but let me tell you something: you need us. The world needs the melancholic, the depressive, the dark thinker. And why? We keep you honest. We keep you grounded. When you want to skip through the daisies and click your heels together, we remind you that life is finite, that mortality is certain, and that death is a guarantee. We open your eyes to the knowledge that you are merely a vapor’s breath upon this earth, and thus you are urged to act accordingly.

The sanguine who has no melancholy friend to balance them lacks substance and runs the risk of being indifferent to human suffering. One study showed that happy people tend to be less able to empathize with others than sad people are. I maintain that this is because perpetually happy people live in a protective bubble of happiness; a bubble that sad people do not have, and a bubble that tends to keep one from seeing clearly.

Most happy people seem to believe that hanging on to a depressed friend is an act of generosity towards that person, but the truth is, that sad friend has much to offer. Their gloom may make you uncomfortable, but discomfort is often what is needed for growth to occur.

Stick around the depressive for long enough, and you may find yourself gaining valuable perspective that you did not have before. You may find, in the end, that you need your depressed friend even more than they need you.

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