How do I give everything to God, when I feel like I've got nothing to give?
I'm trying hard to be grateful, to smile, to be kind.
What I would really like to do is shrivel up in a ball and cry.
This doesn't get easier, it only gets different.
I'm holding on ...and counting on God holding on tight to me.
I know He is ...even though it doesn't feel like it, but He is.
Today, I give Him my weakness, my sadness, my broken heart.
Today, I ask Him to hold Phoebe for me and let her know how much
I love her and miss her.
Today, I give Him all my confusion and frustration.
Today, I give Him this pathetic mother, who feels so lost and incapable of raising
her children, but trusting He will guide her.
Today, I beg for the day to pass so the sun might burn brighter tomorrow.
Today, I say thank you even though I don't feel thankful.
Eternal rest grant unto Phoebe and may perpetual light shine upon her. May she rest in peace. Amen.
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