Let me see...The divorce of my son from his wife and children. The divorce 
of a man that I was in "ministry" with for many years. Dealing with the death of my best man in my wedding. Trying to get a grip on a decision that one of my sons has made about living as a gay man.

All of these things (except the one about my son wanting to be gay) happened within a three to four month period of time last year. This all hit me while on the treadmill one day. Right at the time I was listening to "When The Levee Breaks." Right from the beginning of the song where it says, "If it keeps on rainin', Levee is gonna to break
If it keeps on rainin', Levee is gonna to break
When the Levee breaks, I'll have no place to stay

Mean old Levee taught me to weep and moan
Mean old Levee taught me to weep and moan
It's got what it takes to make a mountain man leave his home
Oh, well, oh, well, oh, well."

I lost it. The "Levee" was my life, while the rain was the sorrow I was feeling. I wept and moaned a very long time. 

I believe that some kind of infusion took place between my spirit and God's Spirit when my "Levee" broke. After a year things are still pretty much the same, but I am not the same man that I used to be because of that encounter.