Monday, February 25, 2013

Musical thoughts

Intussusception.

A word I hoped I would only use in my past.  Yet here it is again in my present and probably in my future as well.

The word haunts me and my body.

I am at my breaking point.

My body.

My house.

Everything is falling apart.

The words, "I need thee every hour" keep coming to my mind as I just keep thinking "what is in store for me?"  "is there a plan?"  "how much more do I have to endure before I see a bright spot?"

I have been racked over the coals and I wanted to come out shining like a diamond but I fear I will just be ash.

"Oh I need thee every hour oh Gracious Lord.  No tender love like thine can peace afford.  I need thee oh I need thee...oh bless me now my Savior I come to thee!"

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