I'm tired of fighting battles. I am tired of the heap of unrealistic expectations that have been thrust upon me and my family. I am worn out. This is my prayer:
When I think I'm going under, part the waters Lord.
When I feel the waves around me, calm the sea.
When I cry for help, oh, hear me Lord, hold out Your hand,
Touch my life, and still the raging storm in me.
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Remember you are not alone. When you fall, He is there to pick you up. When you are weary, He is there to hold you up and catch every tear that falls. You are not alone.
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