Sunday, July 24, 2016

Leaning...


When nothing you say matters

When she is screaming at you to get out

When she threatens to call the sheriff for being there

And she tells the nurse we are no longer allowed even on her floor

When she's convinced you are out to get her,

And she says all you do is lie

When she says you are a thief who had no right to help

When she has you doubting your actions and thoughts

And even your very sanity

You can only lean on the Lord

And trust in Him with all your heart

And lean not on your own understanding

Because none of it makes any sense

Except to God

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