Deacon Anderson was desperate. At age 56 his life was at a dead-end. Since childhood, his emotional pain had been intensifying. Like a bad infection, it had spread its poison through all of his emotions, thought processes, and belief systems. He was unable to make sense out the world, unable to understand why things were as they were, and unable to find real purpose for being. Realizing at last that he could not rescue himself from the dilemmas of such personal strug-gles, Deacon sought help from Dr. Robert Richard, a Christian clin-ical psychologist.