Five Months Later

Today marks the five-month anniversary of my mom’s heaven-going. After just two weeks without her, someone told me there would be days when I feel like I just can’t do life.

Today is one of those days.

In fact, I often get up in the morning and think, “I can’t do this.” But as I’ve written in a previous post, part of God’s comfort is the fortitude He provides. It’s strength to keep going when I feel like I can’t.

The weaker I feel, the more I crave, desperately and deep down, is help. Help that I know no one but the Lord can provide. It’s amazing how often David, Israel’s greatest, godliest king, cried out for help. His words have brought me hope and comfort today, helping me look to the ultimate source of help. After spending time reading Psalm 18 and Psalm 121, I wrote my own little psalm about His help, and I wanted to share that with you today.

How precious Your name:
Help.
My Help.
God who never sleeps
or turns His face from me–
I lift my weeping eyes
to You.
I look to You, my spirit
wilted and weak,
my soul broken
my flesh powerless.
I look above the heavens,
beyond this life and earth,
and You are there.
Yet You are here
in the valley,
beside me.
And You lift my head
with the buoyancy of
Your glory,
that my eyes may see beauty
again.

2 Responses to “ “Five Months Later”

  1. Paul and Alison says:

    this is beautiful Joanne!! Praying for you today.

  2. Dawn says:

    Thank you Joanne. That is truth.

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