Today could have been better, Lord,
But it could have been worse.
Despite the chaos and the stress
I didn’t weep or curse.
Sometimes you have to count your wins,
However small they be,
And thank the Lord, with joy filled heart,
For one more victory.
I came out standing on my feet,
Though, at times, teary eyed,
And, while I’m grateful that it’s done,
I’m also glad I tried.
Lord, I lift up a heartfelt praise
That this day is now through,
And that You stayed right beside me
Through all I had to do.
2 Corinthians 4:16
So we do not lose heart. Though our outer self is wasting away, our inner self is being renewed day by day.
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