Lord, I don't understand
the unrelenting pressures on my life:
A long period of not being well,
and then a legal tangle,
And then the child whose life unravels
before my very eyes.
I'm made of sturdy stuff
but I confess I sometimes think
This is too much,
this one thing right after another.
"Of course, it's one thing after another!
That is the way I mold My children's lives.
You could not bear the shaping tools
all at a time.
They come one after another.
Be glad!"
A note: I wrote this some years ago. The illness is long past, the legal situation is forgotten, the child weathered that crisis and several new ones. It is still true, though, that I face "one thing right after another," just as you do, no doubt. Our God is just as faithful today as He has been in the past.
MaryMartha
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