Do you not know? Have you not heard?
The LORD is the everlasting God, the Creator of the ends of the earth. He will not grow tired or weary and his understanding no one can fathom. He gives strength to the weary and increases the power of the weak. Even youths grow tired and weary, and young men stumble and fall; but those who hope in the LORD will renew their strength. They will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary, they will walk and not be faint.
Isaiah 40: 28-31
Trying to Help You
A Poem for Samuel from your Mom
The day that they told me,
that you had this disease,
I fell to my knees,
trying to help you.
My world came crashing down,
there seemed no solid ground,
and everyone around,
was trying to help you.
Your life seemed to drain away,
and I begged you to stay,
by your side each night I'd lay
trying to help you.
Trying to help you,
I've screamed in vain, I 've prayed all night, I 've slammed a thousand doors.
Trying to help you,
I've walked miles across hospital floors.
Trying to help you,
I have hit my knees and asked God how much more.
I've stayed awake all night,
felt you might lose this fight,
there seemed no end in sight,
trying to help you.
Strangers have taken you away,
I silently screamed for you to stay,
I let you go anyway,
trying to help you.
Trying to help you,
I've felt so much joy and shed so many tears.
Trying to help you,
I have felt triumphant yet had to stare down all my fears.
Trying to help you,
I have given you to Jesus and held you near.
I've made the sacrifice,
Walked away from bad advice,
Tried hard to do what's right
trying to help you.
You are a part of me,
And til God's eternity,
I guess I'll always be
trying to help you.
