Handing it over
All these trials I face
Holding my head high
As I run this rat race.

Though I am tested
The pain can run deep
If I choose to wallow
Or sit and steep.

Like a teabag
Sitting in life's cup
Half full of worry
Steaming... I've had enough.

So I hand it over
For HIS love is divine
I know he can change this
Worry into sweet wine.

My cup may be full
of worry or woe
IF I hold too tightly
When I need to let go.

Today is a new day
I hand this on to you
I'm trying my best
Praying and doing all I can do.

We only get one chance
To live our lives in HIS love,
I hope I have done justice
When push comes to shove.



I'm handing this all over
My troubles and my fears
I'm giving it all up now
Here is my sadness... my tears

I'm giving up my doubts
Filling my life with faith
Knowing he will guide me
He will give me inner strength.

(chorus)
Yes, Jesus loves me
Yes, Jesus loves you too
He will guide us, give us strength
Help lead us to what we need to do
Yes, Jesus loves me
Yes, Jesus loves you too
Keep the faith and walk the path
Do the best that you can do.

AMEN to that !! Very Nice Poem

Handing our woes and worries over to God is the easy part,
(at least for me)..it's the taking it back once it's given that is hard to break...once you lay them at His feet, leave it there, and let it be!!!



Very nice!

Suz....

Once again my friend you have tugged on my heartstrings and brought tears to my eyes....May God hold you and your son in the hollow of His hand during the surgery. Please let me know how he comes out of it.

Miss you

Eileen

Eileen,

I feel like I have encountered the roughest journey of my life so far. Not only is my three year old having heart surgery, but I had to tell my 18 year old he is on his own last night when I found out he's using. My heart was totally broken and I've been crying off and on like a faucet here all day. I'm praying GOD protects him and helps him find his path again.

That was beautiful. But keep remembering what you just wrote as far asyour children.We may not always understand it at the time it's happening.But wre not meant to,just keep believing.

Ohhhh girl your words do hit the heart. My prayers are with you and your son at this time and also three praying your older son will find his way as well. Please if you call anyone after the surgery and they are on this site please have them post to this poem how all went. God Bless you girl for all you have taken upon your heart just remember your a wonderful Mother. No matter how we raise our kids it comes to a point they must stand up and face the music of life.