Overwhelmed, I cried. I had no foresight
Like a wall, a barrier, expanding
Difficult beyond my understanding
Pieces of the broken puzzle, my plight
Taking on the burden causing my grief
Focused on this task, too tall for my frame
Smothered by the details, glitches fall like rain
Work was all my struggle, trial was the motif
Crumpled in a heap, I fell without hope
Tears and prayers mingled in my weakened heart
Glancing on Your face pulled the pain apart!
Vision came, insight too, and the grace to cope
Battles weary warriors; strength comes from the Lord
His Spirit gave me guidance. Now I am restored.
Laurie A. Stasi
July 31, 2013