I'm trying....

This song speaks to me so I thought I would share for all. I have had a rough time lately with my mom's death. I have been angry, sad and about every other emotion rolled into one. I definitely have alot of pain and I feel like I have been struck down hard! But, like the lyrics I am not destroyed....though the sorrow last for the night His joy comes in the morning. I am waiting for the morning. Yesterday was the anniversary of my grandmother's death. It has been several years, but still hurts. March 19th will be 7 years since our daughter Kessa had her accident of being run over. I still have a heavy heart about this one. I am blessed that she is still here and that she is a true miracle and there is no lasting effects. I try really hard to look on the bright side, but February and March are hard months for me! Like I said, I am waiting for the morning! I know God provides miracles because I live with one! I know He is good and He loves me. I have to trust Him and lay my burdens down for His joy. Sounds like a fair trade, but sometimes hard to do. I was listening to this song and it hit me why hang onto the pain and other bondage when I can have joy through His strength. Here are the lyrics.....

I'm trading my sorrows. I'm trading my shame. I'm laying them down for the joy of the Lord. I'm trading my sickness. I'm trading my pain. I'm laying them down for the joy of the Lord. Yes Lord, Yes Lord, Yes Yes Lord (x3) Amen I am pressed but not crushed persecuted not abandoned Struck down but not destroyed I am blessed beyond the curse for his promise will endure And his joy's going to be my strength Though the sorrow may last for the night His joy comes with the morning I'm trading my sorrows. I'm trading my Pain. I'm laying them down for the joy of the Lord. I'm trading my sickness. I'm trading my shame. I'm laying them down for the joy of the Lord. Yes Lord, Yes Lord, Yes Yes Lord (x3) Amen (x2) I am pressed but not crushed persecuted not abandoned Struck down but not destroyed I am blessed beyond the curse for his promise will endure And his joy's going to be my strength Though the sorrow may last for the night His joy comes with the morning.


I feel like you. I feel like I can't write or my stuff isn't interesting, but thanks Angie for getting me hooked. I enjoy reading others blogs, even if I don't know them. Julie's is great and very insprirational for me right now. It was nice to meet her at Angie's shop. Thanks Angie for everything...I love you to death! Keep me in your prayers! Until we meet again....