In the overcrowded conditions of our modern world loneliness has possessed us:

"He’s a real Nowhere Man,

Sitting in his Nowhere Land,

Making all his Nowhere Plans

for nobody."

Such emptiness, such frustration, such loneliness depresses us. What’s to be done about it?

This feeling of hopelessness has been around a long time. The ancient writer of Psalm 22 cried out:

Dear God, right now I feel like a worm, not a person.

I feel so used by other people. And to make it worse,

I feel resented by the very same people who use me!

Sometimes when my back is turned,

I can feel everyone making faces at me, sneering in derision.

O God, stick close to me - I’m up to my neck in problems and all alone.

I feel like the walls are closing in around me.

And in the dark I can see starving lions ready to swallo…