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Lord, as I get older and more forgetful, help me to be kind, tenderhearted, happy, loving and forgiving Walking in Your ways, Your Presence ever comforting me letting me rejoice at the ending of life as I have in living.
Let me ever be mindful of Your goodness and kindness in guiding and directing my life through the years. Lifting me up in my trials, watching over me in my blindness Bearing me gently in Your arms and wiping away my tears.
You have blessed me so much in giving me life to enjoy on Your big beautiful green earth That to live has been pure enjoyment even amid the strife, that prevails and troubles each one of us from birth.
Lord I was blessed so with three wonderful children so kind, Such a new love that swelled up in my heart with each birth My life hadn't tasted of love so sublime; my how I was blind. Each day was blessed watching them play with such mirth.
Lord, You called one of my precious children home one day, such terrible pain, loss and emptiness came into my heart. A "why?" in my life did arise, I did not understand Your way, You loved my child so much more than I, even from the start.
Oh, I do miss my son so, there is no describing the loss, that I feel as his mom, his place can never be filled. no son to hug and hold him tight, it was such a cost, so many words left unsaid; so many dreams unfulfilled.
Lord, I wish not to be a burden on my girls, so kind tis not my idea of a wonderful and fulfilling end. They have their own families with troubles to mind that to add mine would not be a good blend.
Most of all, I want YOUR way and YOUR will be done in me. As I plod along my way each and every day Trying to live life to the fullest, more blest I could not be. Knowing that YOU will never leave me come what may.
by Peggy Hurst
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