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“ A dear doctor suggested I might like to see a

friend of his who might help me. I weakly agreed.
Three weeks later I was ushered into his stark
office where he sat behind a plain desk, and I

uncompromising way and asked if I wanted to live
I thought I’d sat opposite him. He looked at me in a straight,
or die? I replied that I didn’t want to die but I didn’t
better ‘give
know how to live, and I didn’t know what to do.
it a go’ and He told me he would help me, but I had to follow
decided to everything he suggested and that would mean
read the going to hospital.
easiest I entered St George’s Hospital, near Wimbledon,
section, the and I was put into a single room on a psychiatric
ward and told that under no circumstances was I to
Psalms.’’
leave my bed. I was given a strict regime of meals.
In one fell swoop my busy teaching and
social life ceased, I was cut off from
everything I had been actively involved
with, and all my friends dropped away
thinking I’d gone mad.

At first it was a shock because I had to adjust to a
complete loss of freedom. Inevitably I found the
imposed, tight regime was very tough to accept,
but there really wasn’t any escape. Then one day,
about eight weeks after arriving, I realised how
bored I was in this tiny room with no books or
activities to distract me and so I looked around for
something to do.

I turned to my bedside locker and opened
a drawer, and there lay a Bible, the only
book in the room. I took it out and realised
with a slight sense of shame that I had
never really read it even though I had
been to a Christian school and had been
confirmed as a teenager. So, I thought I’d
better ‘give it a go’ and decided to read
the easiest section, the Psalms.

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