Sunday, March 3, 2019

Depressed Minister

I went to see a minister in a neighbouring suburb. His wife welcomed me at the door. She said it was so nice to see me, because her husband could do with some encouragement. She went upstairs to call him. She came back down again, dropped onto a sofa, and said: “He won’t come out of his room.” Then she put her head in her hands and cried. OBSERVATION: For those who may not be in the know, this kind of situation is common. However, it need not be. There are answers.

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