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“Help me.”

The only two words I can muster.

My thoughts jumbled,

heart crumbled,

logic and reason muffled,

so I sit here humbled

begging You to help me.

 

I fold my hands to pray,

but a body at war can’t settle long enough

to think of what to say.

So, help me.

God, help me.

Lord, all I have is a “help me.”

 

The truth is I’m at the end of myself,

and all I thought I knew.

But You know,

You see,

and You are the only One who knows how to help me.

Oh Lord, please help me.

 

I look at the hills in front of me,

and over my shoulder at the ones I’ve already climbed.

My legs shaking,

body aching,

spirit quaking,

but I know where my help comes from.

 

No mountain ever stood in your way.

So, I will stand and fight another day-

by offering up my humble “help me.”

Oh Lord, I trust in You to help me.

I’ll worship while I wait for You to help me.

You whisper, “My child, I already am.

 

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