Lord I’m not ok

Lord I'm not okay, but I'm still here. And you are more than enough. I'm still here, because you're with me."

"Through broken prayers and quiet cries, I place my life before your eyes. Until the healing finds its way, until the dark begins to fade."

"I'm not okay Lord and if tomorrow finds me stronger, I'll remember this one truth: You stayed with me in the breaking, and that carried me through." 

Lord, I know you made man out of dust, to walk amongst the earth, as to tend to the garden of Eden..   You sought a companion for Adam, for you said “it’s not good for man to be alone”, you pit man asleep as to make a companion for him, as you made me Lord from his ribs. 

I am here Lord, I am perceiving, breathing, living amongst your creation, the skies, the wind, the birds, tell string trees are your creation. I know you’ll never leave me, my past is behind me.

Who shall I send Lord, “I say here I am Lord, is it I lord?” Can you use my heart, my soul to inspire uplift those who are broken hearted?

I’m not ok Lord but I’m ALIVE, 
breathing, living, living each day as if it were my last”.  Teach me to walk, lead, live and serve as You serve others,   My Soul thirsts for your water and Body upon this earth. I know I may my path may be different than others, yet it’s a path I must walk in my own way, I may learn slower than others but you are not in a hurry, so neither am I.. for I feel your warm compassionate hand in mine telling me softly that I am right where I need to be, with you all the time.

Amen..
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