My days are trying but God holds me up.
He comes to my rescue and fills my cup.
Cause when I'm weak I feel His grace
I sense His presence and I see Christ's face.
When I'm crumbling - like I'm going to fold
God comes to my rescue with graces untold!
I look for lessons that I may learn
For a Closer Walk I constantly yearn.
So no matter the stresses or the endless messes
The Lord is with me and HE continually blesses!
He gives me peace down deep in my soul;
Forgiving, and cleansing and He makes me whole.
So being a caregiver has blessing galore
Keeping me grateful for this loving chore.
I forget about self - that's one thing for sure
As I think of Fred and what he has to endure.
I wonder how I'd feel - if this were happening to me.
I doubt I could handle it as well as He!
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