I get tired, bone weary and worn out.
Sometimes the battle wages on in spite of my best efforts.
I’ve prayed.
I’ve surrendered.
I’ve read God’s Word.
I’ve been faithful in what I know to do.
I won’t give up.
The night doesn’t last forever.
A new day is coming.
Our Father, El Roi, the God who sees; sees me.
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I can’t give up.
The Lord holds on when my grip begins to slip.
He promises to never let me go.
He walks with me through the desert.
His love never fails.
He promises to prosper and not harm me, give me hope and a future.
He tells me weeping may stay for the night, but joy comes in the morning.
Dawn is coming.
Let us not become weary in doing good,
for at the proper time
we will reap a harvest
if we do not give up. Galatians 6:9 NIV
Cathy Baker
November 1, 2017Praying for you, Liz. Your words are full of hope and encouragement. Every morning offers fresh mercy…and joy.
Liz
November 1, 2017Thank you Cathy! I will add you and your ministry to my prayer list as well. My prayer for writing is to offer hope while encouraging people to draw near to the Father who continually amazes me with His love and grace! This might sound like a pat answer but He really does! Thank you for reading and commenting – it means a lot to me. ❤️
Sydell Alford
February 12, 2018I can’t give up either my friend! Thank you Jesus for your mercy ❤️Love you Liz thank you for your powerful words!
Liz
February 13, 2018Thank you sweet friend! There’s always a new day with Jesus – He makes a way where there is no way. Love you back sister! ❤️