Now, when I read back through my journals of those rocky times, I wonder why my family didn't just put me in a strait- jacket and check me into someplace called Sunnydale or Happy Hills. Somewhere in a galaxy far, far away. What's especially peculiar to me as I think back on this time in my life is the fact that I never stopped to realize my depression and frustration might stem from a spiritual problem. I've told you before I've been a Christian almost my entire life. I'd studied the Bible and attended church and all those other things good Christians do. But none of it seemed to matter anymore.
( Diane Moody )
[ Confessions of a Prayer ]
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