Often I hit a fork in the road (but I do not hit it alone)

Often I hit

A fork in the road,

A point in my day

At which I have

Two paths before me:

I can keep travelling upwards

Though my body is aching.

Or I can let myself slide,

Though there would be no turning back.

 .

I must remember

Again and again

That I cannot do this

on my own.

 .

When my lungs give out

When my brain is tied in knots,

When my knees lock

And my heart grows faint,

 .

I will call upon the Lord,

For he is ever faithful.

I do not have to let myself slide

(into deep dark depression);

I can let my God carry me,

keep travelling upwards.

 .

Still I will rise.

Still I will rise.

Still I will rise.

.

“I call on you when my heart grows faint.

Lead me to the rock that is higher than I,

For you have been my refuge,

A strong tower against the foe.”

………………………………………………………………….

Monday, Tuesday Wednesday: these past three days have been trying. My schedule is filling, the stress is building, and I find myself being thrown into emotionally draining situations. I am mentally, emotionally, physically exhausted. But spiritually, I am strengthened through the love of the Lord.

 .

I don’t think that the next few days will be much easier, but I will continue to choose the upward path.

 .

The fight is good.

  .

There is light somewhere.

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