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Lord I am so Weary


Lord, I am so weary...
          weary of being alone,
              and yet hearing the constant noise of news and notifications
                  of zoom meetings and Facebook live events
                      of receiving and forwarding funny memes and not so funny videos
          I am so weary 
             of seeing others being weary and not being able to fix it for them
                of long prayer requests
                      and not knowing where to start and whom to pray for
                 of trying to sound spiritual and strong
                       and breaking down a hundred times in a day

 How long O Lord will this last?
        How long will we be in isolation?
           How long before I can see and hug my family? 
             When will you open the doors of our churches?
                    What is normal going to look like?                     

 Lord, I am so spent today, I find myself turning to You and it feels good
BECAUSE...
          You alone are my strength.
                I remember your faithfulness to me in my darkest days
            You are my shield
                 You have always provided for me
            You are the lifter of my countenance and the quiet of my soul
            You are the One who sees the state of my broken heart 
                   and breaks past the facade of my show of strength
             You are the One who loves me in the deepest place
             I will trust you and turn to You. And it feels good Oh so good!
          

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