Stress
Life is never easy,
trouble follows us each day.
When we get one problem solved,
another one comes to stay.
Stress is that feeling you get
when you are overwhelmed
by life and all its cares.
Keep a cool head and say a prayer.
Remember that God is aware.
When you think you can’t take it,
He’ll make a way for you to escape.
The problem will work out,
and soon you will shout.
Remember- God is never late.
Copyright © Betty Harp Butler | Year Posted 2017
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