I call, oh, Lord.
My soul weeps with fatigue and fear.
You are already with me.
Praise your holiness.
Easter has passed but we serve a risen Savior.
The dogwoods missed it but they tell of his glory still.
The long days lead to restless nights but my soul finds peace in God.
The journey of life holds much bad and good.
Even when the problems and troubles seem long and unbearable,
God never leaves our side.
When the stretches of fair weather come we often forget to stay by your side.
A girl in a movie once said, “Without suffering there can be no compassion.”
I try to be compassionate but fail repeatedly.
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