Praying every morning
Asking for the words God speaks to me in scripture.
He tells me he will “give me his thoughts and give me his words"
That is never more true than when I deal with all of you.
Lent is not a story or a thing to ignore.  
Christ died so I could live, breath and worry about my son.  
I ask him why he made worry
Because I had him.

No one else will worry for him
So I sleep less
Worry more.

I am praying for myself
Begging for reprieve.
Anger, sadness and frustration
Ever present in my day.  

So many have called me strong
They never see me praying myself through moments in my day.