Tired

Fatique beyond belief.  Pain. Overwhelmed.

Some days I can forget a little bit.  Not today.  Today illness is obvious.  Every care is a burden,  every pain a worry.  It's the sort of day I accept a ride to avoid walking 10 minutes even though the sun shines warmly. Visiting may be impossible if it means going out.  There is no song or ambition and emotions surface easily. Fear invades.

Cast your cares on Him,  I know
His caring way He wants to show
Kindness, goodness, love to me
lift the burden: bend the knee