Tuesday, December 21, 2010

Well, I feel like we've been through hell this past month.  We're still there.  We're praying for a miracle.  The depth of this valley that we've sunk into with Mr. B seems unending at the moment.  So I have very little to write right now.  Very little that isn't despairing or bitter or angry.  Or angry.

So this is all I have tonight.  I know I've posted part of this before, but this is all I can muster for the time being.  My prayer for Mr. B.  My prayer for myself.  My prayer for our whole family.


Your voice has stilled the raging storms
The wind and waves bow down before
Your still small voice brings hope to all
Who wait on You, we'll wait for You
To lead us to the place where You'll restore our souls
And all our earthly strivings come to cease

Take from our souls the strain and stress
And let our ordered lives confess
The beauty of Your peace
The beauty of Your peace

Bright skies will soon be overhead
We'll enter in to Heaven's rest
There'll be no death, there'll be no pain
The things of old will pass away
You'll lead us to the place where You'll restore our souls
And all our earthly strivings come to cease

Take from our souls the strain and stress
And let our ordered lives confess
The beauty of Your peace
The beauty of Your peace

1 comment:

  1. I love you. I can't imagine how hard this is, but I have been praying for your family and especially Mr. B.

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