Written by Lisa DeVinney on . Posted in poetry

Dear Lord…I have to admit
That I’m tired of climbing uphill.
Yes, I know that You’re here with me,
And have promised to help me, but still…
Will there soon be coming a time
I can finally rest, and see
That this struggle is nearly over,
And a soul-sabbath’s waiting for me?
Just a glimpse of it, please, dear Lord?...
While I wait, I’ll take hold of Your hand
As You reach out to me, once again,
To lend courage and strength to withstand.
Yes, it’s uphill…and I’m weary, Lord.
But I’m still holding tight to You;
Knowing that You’ll never give me
A task that You won’t get me through.
"And He said to me, 'My grace is sufficient for you…'”
2 Corinthians 12:9
©Lisa DeVinney, March 2009

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