Dear Lord, I have never asked too much of you
I know you are busy with the tasks you do
But, my heart is hurting; I’m worried and sad
I regret that I cannot repair my Dad
For years, I have mustered what strength I could find
Whenever our burdens would create a bind
But, Lord, I am weary; my soul is in pain
Sometimes I feel that my efforts are in vain.

I understand life cannot always be changed
Some moments of hardship have been pre-arranged
So, each of Your children will flourish and grow
Much wiser and braver than I’ll ever know
While grasping this, Lord, I have given my best
My life has a purpose; I’ve been richly blessed
Yet, I fall to pieces; my eyes want to weep
When hours of weakness so solemnly creep.

The pathway ahead has an uncertain course
But, I will trudge onward, with little remorse
As long as I know that You’ll be by my side
To serve as my compass, my friend, and my guide
Dear Lord, I can handle what should come my way
If each morning leads me to a sunny day
Therefore, I must ask please do not pray for me
Be there for my parents through whate’er must be.

© 2007 - Jill Eisnaugle's Poetry Collection