I was thinking about so many ladies I know that are struggling with some tough situations, chronic pain and illness. I was thinking about some certain situations that I am struggling with as well. I was also thinking about Job. Isn't that funny? I kept thinking about how God allowed Him to endure those trials from Satan so that He could PROVE his character and faithfulness. I want to be like Job God.
I shouted to no one in particular. I do not want to give up just because things get tough. I want You to be proud of me God. I don't want to bring shame to Your
name. As I cried out His name as the pain raged through my own body. I had tears in my eyes and this poem on my heart:
When things go wrong, as they sometimes will,
When the road your trudging seems all uphill,
When the funds are low and the debts are high,
And you want to smile, but you have to sigh,
When care is pressing you down a bit
Rest if you must, but don't you quit.
Life is queer with its twists and its turns,
As everyone of us sometimes learns,
And many a failure turns about
When they might have won, had they stuck it out.
Don't give up though the pace seems slow,
You may succeed with another blow.
Often the struggler has given up
When he might have captured the victors cup;
And he learned too late when the night came down,
How close he was to the golden crown.
Success is failure turned inside out
The silver tint of the clouds of doubt
And you never can tell how close you are,
It may be near when it seems so far;
So stick to the fight when your hardest hit,
It's when things seem worst that you must not quit!
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