I was watching a news clip the other day concerning Covid and the effect it and the lockdowns and quarantines have had on the kids around the U.S. Especially the kids in the teenage range of 13-18 years old.
While there has been an increase in anxiety and depression in all age groups since the pandemic hit us, it is the 13-18 year old group that has been most affected. It has resembled mental health issues on steroids. The statistics report a jump in self harm to that age group, with a phenomenal increase of anxiety and depression.
Our kids have been facing the fear of parents losing incomes and jobs and how that will affect them. They also are feeling the strain of not being able to in person connect with friends. Friends are so important during this time in a kid’s life. Good friends teach a kid how to openly talk about stuff that is important to them. This has been missing to a certain degree. Zoom and texts are not as effective as an in person conversation.
I’m starting to wonder if mental health issues with our teens is going to be the Covid Longhauler problem for some of them. Like the long lasting and ongoing physical symptoms affecting some Covid survivors, will anxiety and depression have a hold on our kids long after Covid is a memory?
While I am not here to judge how families deal with mental health issues in their families, I am asking that we all keep our kids in our DAILY thoughts and prayers that they will get through this pandemic and the effects it is causing; that they will rise up on the other side of Covid.
Here is a song I wrote just thinking about all the problems we are facing these days with the pandemic (you can hear it over on our podcast). For me my only conclusion for some kind of peace instead of anxiety and depression, is to pray daily before I do anything else. In that prayer, I include all the kids who may be suffering mental health troubles. Peace be with each of you today, and with your families and in your future.
On My Knees
Rolled out of bed this morning, forgot to hit my knees.
The day attacked with no warning, made a fool mess of me.
I cried Jesus, can you hear me when I’m calling
I’m so broken Lord, I’m falling
Help me fall on my knees
So I knelt down for a long while, time just slipped away
About the time I got up, I could finally face the day.
I cried Jesus can you hear me now, I’m calling
When I’m broken and I’m falling
Help me fall on my knees.
Seems the day goes a whole lot better
When I can start out with a prayer
Asking my Lord and Creator
To keep me in His care
I cry Jesus can you hear me when I’m calling
When I’m broken and I’m falling
Keep me falling on my knees
Help me fall on my knees
Lord I’m falling on my knees.
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