Will the overwhelming feeling ever leave?
Each morning before I wake.
It is there.
I fight for each thought.
I breathe deep.
Fear not for I am with you.
We will make it through this day together.
My God and I.
He will give me the strength.
He will give me eyes to see beyond the pain.
The ache and pain.
I hand over to Him.
He will bring good from this mess I see.
He is the source for my hope and strength.
He is the calm in the storm.
The shelter when I am weak.
2 Corinthians 12:9
“My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.”
The sun peaks over the mountain.
The day is beginning.
Signs of Spring are beginning to show.
The farm is a glow of green transformation.
Each shade a staggering glory.
I will be present in this moment.
I will choose to see the beauty.
His mercies are new every morning.
I will rest.
I will only boast in Christ.
My hope remains steadfast.
but those who hope in the LORD will renew their strength.
They will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary,
they will walk and not be faint.