Brainstorm Lesson

In my dream, I dived into the cauldron of magic potion and then... here was what I beheld: There they huddle together seeking for peace in their brainstorming session as agonizing creatures of the night tortured with self-inflicted guilt... "I am a mother beseeching for counsel for my daughter diagnosed with bi-polar mood disorder; in good times, she declares that she’s the reigning Miss Universe vibrantly, she talks to everyone… cheering them; yet, during her down moments, she shuts herself in… forgetting her hygiene routine, failing to eat and worst of all... wanting to end her life since she sees herself as a worthless worm." "Please help us..." Sobbing midst angst is another family member, recounting the misery-turmoil they are going through in handling their brother’s denial of his mental state … that when reality-check is done they are the ones accused of not regarding the factual situation or not being “understandable.” Awaking, here I am today, praying with them in reality as we come to the Lord, entreating for His power to strengthen the parents, blessing them with patience while they show their love, care, and support to and for their child. For those who are cared, we plead for soul-healing with the Prince of peace prevailing in their hearts. We claim with triumphant hope, anticipating for His answer of grace... believing the Scripture’s truth of Isaiah 26:3, “Thou wilt keep him in perfect peace, whose mind is stayed on thee: because he trusteth in thee.” October 20, 2018 2nd place, "I dived into the cauldron of magic potion and..." Poetry Writing Contest; Sponsored by Anoucheka Gangabissoon; judged on 3/7/2025